The Kind Quill
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The Kind Quill serves as a writer's blog to entertain, humor, and/or educate readers and viewers alike on the stories that move us and might feed our inner child
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Walls
Once upon a time you lived inside my head, now just a memory I feel for you instead. Hallow as night you build your guard, only to give hints at who you truly are. So many walls that you care to admit, fear and shame is what doesn’t let you give in. You value yourself to the point of arrogance, give no ish unless to educate or care for someone indefinite.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Humans
Toothpaste
A moment to yourself. Nothing to think about but your daily routine. Brush teeth, shower, and things seem to be normal as they should. At a moment's strike, you find it in the mirror. Tears roll down your face. You find it hard to breathe as you brush your teeth. you continue to brush until the tears become overwhelming. The saliva forces you to swallow some toothpaste and you can't help but weep. You begin choking on the toothpaste and you stop so you’re not found on the floor.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
Shifting Mortality
You said we are equals but is that true now? You become two while I’m stuck in one. I was warned about you and set to prepare for practice. You hide behind your words as if it’s your superpower. You treat a pet like a child, with negative reinforcement with toxic words. Like a toy you’re willing to throw it away when it gives you more trouble than peace. Similar to a newborn child, the pain comes more than the pleasure. The joys arrive in between the annoyance. Babies need patience and guidance—no torment and neglect. Like a fire when you see a spark, you’re ready to blow it all up and go for the tragedy. Damaged thoughts rage in as the unthinkable surfaces.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
3 Pillars of Shame
Friendzoned I was the one that wanted to be your exception. The one that made the difference for you. You closed your heart to everyone and yet, once you entertained dating, I wasn’t even on the list. Friend zoned again only to be someone’s braids maid but never the bride. You laid your statement so it’s clear to me, yet I’m still led on like Nicolas cage to bees.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Humans
Heart or Peace
Pain comes and goes but torture feels forever. You ride a wave but the tides never show. You become overwhelmed by what’s going on, and you can even realize how it became all wrong. Step after step you try to move forward, push yourself to do things, only to fall downward.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Journal
On the Edge to Darkness
I feel like losing myself. I feel like falling into this drug that is you. You stay dormant in my head in front of the King of nightmares. You are holding keys to my heart that I fight to have. I opened my life to you only to find more wounds to be dug deeper. This drug feels so familiar. Like a drug that makes you an addict. I don’t know why or how to stop. I took a break and found a way to stop. I even moved on to a different type of drug just to erase you. Still, you emerge as if a lost soul looking for grievances.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
Lingering Heart
Who do you think you are? Stepping into a life so pure, changing perspective and expecting more. We were just friends who help each other grow, and now you live in my head wanting me to love you forever more—breaking me down from light to shadow, making me hate to love and the things that follow. Hurting in doses like a disease in transit, loving someone else now feels like roaches on the carpet.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Humans
Dark Feelings
Numb to the pain you look to the bright side, engulfed with jealousy when darkness laughs and you can't hide. People try to help while they are part of the cause, but the mind takes over as you forget to pause. Mental Illness is not fun and games, triggers can't be controlled but may be contained. Turn it off so no one can hear, the yelling from loved ones, that's in your ears. Emotions cause problems so throw them away, Let logic and pleasure be your guiding way. Noises of joy and love at your expense don't make you sick but damage your pathway. You think you want what others have, but maybe it's something you believe you will never have.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Psyche
The King of Nightmares
You were just a child, a person like me. Stupid and clueless with a world for you to be free. I was in hiding while you were experiencing, bad and good you explored a world that became your FREE; DOMinating others with your strength and ignorance, your confidence has built while you grew distant from me. Separate from life, you played house, I became caretaker while the word “husband” was in your mouth. Never been loved while you experienced it pure, still, we were apart, while you experienced love more. Spent most of my 20s away from wedding bells, while I struggled for money and saved a mother from hell.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
A Diamond in the Rough
So here I stay with feelings of doubt, watching others with lovers while my heart felt torn out. Left out feeling, the party of one, recovering from a loss that's one-sided to none. Like Valentine’s Day, that’s on repeat, with the lovey vibes and the kissy treats. What does it really mean to be in a relationship? You go through your life thinking about what it feels like to be with someone and you watch others be in a relationship.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Humans
The Voices
You hear them all the time but you ignore them all but one. You battle them while showing every one of the victors. You keep one by your side to keep you in check but are not sure who is real. Consumed by regret and recycled by emotions, they come in with reinforcements. You come to understand what you want and what you need but despite all the lectures, the positivity, and the encouragement, you still want to go to where that moment made you feel complete. That moment where you believed to be free from everything. That moment when you felt happy and you felt love.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
The Death of You
So many feelings that death feels near. So many emotions and yet nothing is clear. You see all the love but don't understand it, you want to blame yourself because you're older and should have experienced it. Life goes on and you still go through nothing, thinking you have to force things just to feel it. You wonder if you see for yourself what it truly feels like, and yet you find pain and misery in what it means to love me.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Humans
