Do you think that we live in a fair society? “From l950 to l970, for every $1 gain of the bottom 90 percent of the population, the top 0.01 percent … Continue reading Equality? or Corruption?
Trigger warning Ode to a Renter I have a lot of fears as a renter. I am afraid to be alone waiting for roommates to come home. I am afraid … Continue reading Ode to a Renter
Why am I intimidated by powerful people?
Aren’t I powerful too?
I guess my ego is afraid of my flight.
For empowerment sets me free of its bars!
We have been taught a mirrored lie. Ask for water and it will fall through your fingers. Give it and it won’t reach their mouth. The pond reflects only what … Continue reading Heart in Hand
Unfiltered, unbounded, left out in the open to drown.
Raw, bruised and misplaced. Things are always changing and yet stay the same.
Darker than light and lighter than dark. She lives in extremes, she can’t trust herself.
Walking the line, unsure of why, because someone told her to. Told her to live this way.
Will paper give her recognition? Is she wasting her time. Time is an illusion. Just like her value.
Her value was made up, and it was taken away. Her definitions of herself have made her go astray. She wonders why she cannot focus. The smiles and frowns feel like the same lie.
She can’t be constant, expect for being inconsistent.
She is the joy of life, she is the down-poor.
She is trustworthy although she doesn’t trust herself.
She is a great lover but is hurt by your love. She can be thrown off by it, wanting to get up again.
She is sensitive while being numb. And she is courageous and she cower still.
She is the ultimate in paradox, feeling both extremes so close to one another.
She is powerful and yet so fragile. Like a heavy statue, that just needs to be knocked over.
It has knocked over, and it’s hard to get up.
She has gotten up many times, but this time is tough.
She is questioning how long her life will be this way.
She is wondering if she has lost the battle and dis not sure.
Is she worthy? Or is life worthy of her? She thinks about jumping out of life; what does it deserve?
How long must she fit into a society, that doesn’t understand her?
How long must she play the role that does not serve her.
Does she have to pay off her debts, or do anything.
She has lost her joy, to do just about anything.
I feel as I struggle I fall. A constant battle of loving myself to good choices. Wishing for the best. Hoping that one day I will be able to be … Continue reading Detox of Fear
A tribute to the lives and art of the 36 that perished in the flames of Ghost Ship,