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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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 Quill4 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 Quill4 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 Quill4 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 Quill4 years ago in Humans
The Pain of Acceptance
You changed so quickly as if you believed what was true all along. Created an illusion of what was the fact so you could feel better, but in fact, it was just that, an illusion. Failed to see the truth because it doesn’t make sense, trust in the lies so you can feel the penance. Gave it you're all as so you say, but didn’t consider the hesitation that was given to you because they wanted all your evil thoughts to go away. Try as you may make it work for you, but you don’t want to believe that a heart was pure while yours slowly corrupts.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Pride
Scared of Pride
What is it that makes you tick? So true to who you are that it makes us feel unworthy. I’m scared. Scared of what I may become. Scared of who I will be. Scared to find my truth, scared of me, and even you. Scared to be happy, scared to not know when we’re happy. Scared to know what’s true.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Confessions
MySpace Drain
So much pain this early in time, the mind goes extra as I go back in time. Flipping through the pages of memories and thoughts, traveling to the future of what can come of distraught. Headache burning so early in the morning, food and coffee hasn’t even been turning. So early in the morning, you wake up to think, drained of your life force before you use the bathroom or take a drink. Heavy mindset, be kind to your soul, it seems to get away, you have to be alone.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Humans
Emotional Dichotomy
What it is to feel so separated? Seeing the new from an old perspective. Not so left out but slowly growing insane. Someone new in the times so separated. Experiences rise and surround the town, When one chapter closes, another one opens. From you or them, you see and hear what you wish. You dream of the experiences to come. Everything is new and no time to stop. You slow down to catch your breath but find your fuse is out. You see new experiences and moments in front of you, thinking if you are going too slow or just jealous of a different side of you.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Confessions
Elements of You
Looking through space, you see the people at rest. Went on as if nothing happened. A change in the atmosphere causes clothes to be reduced. No more costs, no heavy sweaters. You now have access to the skin people worked so hard to hide. More sun and more heat make everyone be released from the clothes that bind.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Humans
Operation Self Reset
What is it that has to be done? A reset of some sort? Years ago there was a time when a mental reset was needed. To wipe the slate clean. Rebuild and receive the new even if it’s a repeat. Cleanse the soul and exchange the weight. Slowly remember the ties that bind. Warning to folks that still connect in present, hoping they do their part to reignite our resemblance.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Psyche
Downtime Boredom
Little stories that interest the new, on your own, by yourself the point is the view. A day off where you finally feel you can breathe, you obtain it like an item in Zelda but now what? You check to see if it's peace because you have been so busy moving around. You find stuff to do as if to make yourself seem like you are not wasting your time but is it really okay to just be here, alone.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Journal
Chasing Happiness
I lost it. Lost this joy that made it all worth it. Lost the drive and positivity to make the memories matter more than an end result. Played catch up with so many things, chased the first times and lived through the hard times and what for, to make myself feel less than what I’m not. To understand oneself is to find the joy in life. Pain and struggle are not only temporary but must feel worth it if the joy and happiness is what comes of it.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Humans
