Tuesday, December 14

No way out but in


Shrug it off, darling, the sky ain't falling down just yet. 
Pull yourself together, girl. The worst part's only just approaching now.  
And as the seconds turn to minutes, feeling trapped, there's no way out but in. 

Nothing is lost

 Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because it never comes out clearly enough when she tries to speak. Because she wants to rephrase the world, to take it in and give it back again differently, so that everything is used and nothing is lost.
- Nicole Krauss

Everything


Most of us don't know what we want but a few of us lucky ones do. Only we refuse to recognize just what it is because we're shameful, doubtful of the truth. If only we knew, it's staring right back at us. So close, we could taste its whisper if we wanted to. Beckoning for us to come a little closer, breathing us in, breathing us out. Consuming us all, entirely. Like a black hole, it pulls us in deeper, obliterating every atom, every molecule that crosses its path. Until all we have turns to nothing, until that turns to ash. Until the ash scatters and bursts into flames, until the combustion creates everything we've ever wanted. Everything we've ever had. 

For a moment there


For a moment there, you had me. You had me going with your wild fantasies, with your if-only's. For a moment there, you'd convinced me. And for a moment there, you lost me.

It's those


It's those who seek the most affection who receive it least.
It's those who seek redemption who are never forgiven.
It's those who seek only the truth who are never told.
It's those who seek only life who are never given.

Dear you

can i have you? please?
No, I can't offer you beautiful words or charming looks
I can't sway you with flattering talk or ordinary feelings
But within this heart, is all the love one person can muster.
And it's all for you and no one else, 
If that's not enough, then I don't know what is.
'Cause it could be reverse, either way, we'd make it work
If you'd just give me your one last chance

Saturday, December 11

Without life, there is no love


Love is never not on our minds. 
Its function as natural as breathing. Its purpose everlasting.
But we shouldn't consume ourselves with just love.
It's redundant, we've heard it all before. 
We can't forget about life or let love overshadow it anymore
Because without life, there is no love 

This is how


So this is how it feels
When the arteries begin to clot, when the mind begins to rot
This is how it sounds
When the world begins to fade with the moon as it starts to wane
This is how it tastes
As once familiar odors linger in the room, apprehending certain doom

The only thing


We're nothing alike you and I
The only thing we have in common is we're both gonna die
We don't speak the same words
We don't think the same thoughts
But we're all going down the same road,
The only thing we have to say for ourselves now is lost

By any means



It's not as simple as it seems,
Neither complicated by any means.
It's difficult to recognize the error in our ways as we choose to be blinded 
Until our sight all but fades