I know this doesn’t rhyme

Some days I sit and pray seeking clarity, guidance, and comfort  there are days when gratitude pours and spills this heart aches with the love it feels  love comes on many levels usually silent never being afraid to say what i feel when it matters even as i know growth will come after a shatter

Precision

Each Word Precisely Chosen Delicately Handled Meticulously Planted Deliberately Implemented Each Word Critically Analyzed Emotionally Charged Each Word Mentally Trampolined Specifically Shared Each Word Gifted To You From Me

Class never lets out

Health and Wellness: Have you ever felt broken because you are naturally analytical? Optometry: Do you ever feel like you chase mirages?…and just before you grasp the dream…a mouth full of dirt… English 2: Did you ever want to write instead of argue because it is the most familiar to you? Psychology:  How many times

Express Minus Format

Me…Being real in the light and the dark…when alone and with company…everywhere i go…here i am…dear self…i admire you…me is all i have …and all that i give …imposters cost to much…it is breath…it is love…with vines of hope…that fuels my desire to live…never overthinking what is engrained…acceptance of me…can’t change the ingredients of the

Haiku: Desire to Speak

Introverted Self Expression comes with the Trust Many never know

No Supervisor? Press the Panic Button

I write this post because I seem to find humor in situations that I also question. Yesterday, a great friend of mine, whom happens to be shift supervisor, walked in and quit. A few people looked at me, and stated ” Talk to your friend.” Those who know me, know to expect an honest answer.

Haiku about Him

Tell me why, it’s been Two years and I still get shy When I look at you💛