The screen on the back porch tore last night
When the weather was so bad
My apathetic cat curled up beside me to ride out the storm.
You hated that cat but I called it mine
Long before I was yours.
We built the screen together "like a real couple"
The only project I ever talked you into.
I dreamed that we would sip our coffee in the morning air
Watching sunrise together, the two of us
With the cat purring in my lap.
We never used it once and you called it useless
And I didn't see the point in going out
If we didn't do it together.
But now the screen is ripped, the metal prongs pointed angrily at your chair.
It ripped
And you aren't here to fix it.
Staring here at the hole, sipping my coffee alone with that damn cat pawing at the mosquito that's breached containment
and I can't help but wish it all meant something
In the end.
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Day 4/14
Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Does time ever wish
That it could slow down
Even for a moment
Too?
Someday I'll stop waiting
For a love thats come and gone
I know that it wont get here
But I hope to God I'm wrong
Some thoughts from my sleep deprived brain on colorblindness:
What if colorblind people are actually seeing things right, and everybody else is actually colorblind?
What if colorblind people can actually see a totally different color and we just call it purple or something?
What if colorblind people are piercing some sort of visible veil, seeing stuff that nobody else can?
In the darkest light
Of morning
I see the outline of your face
An illusion
That I trace
With cold fingers
Which long to be warmed
By you
Dont you think I've hurt enough?
My chest is pieces
My heart is numb
Razor sharp words
Shred my skin
Daggers of emotions
Carve my soul
You did this!
Yet you scream at me
For being broken
And mangled
As if it were my fault
For loving
In the first place
She saw herself as hideous, so she marked her skin in red. What she never knew was how beautiful the scars were. They were an expression which showed that she could still feel, even after all she had been through. That is more beautiful than any amount of foundation or concealer.
Because of those scars, she knew she could endure.
I want to give you my smile when you are sad.
I want to give you my spirit when yours is lost.
I want to lend you my heart when yours is broken.
Because you made me whole again- you made me complete, and i want to return the favor. You will find happiness, even if it kills me to make it happen.
When will i learn
That your love
Was never for me
To hold?
Only for me to veiw
At a distance
But never to really
Touch.
Your shoulders are littered
With meaningless tatoos
Inky reminders
That cannot be removed
So here is new mistake
For you to wear around
And maybe it will mean something
When i am nowhere to be found