Falling apart is all we know
How could we get so low
Was it from a lack of patience?
Or just oblivious maintenance?
Leaving our worries behind as we go
Trying to find kind flurries not to sow
Keeping us from frightened, haunted pasts
Hoping that we might find flaunted blasts
About the Creator
Boundaries are a Form of Love
People don’t necessarily appreciate you more just because you treat them well. Some people will remember a single cup of water you gave them; others will receive a bucket and still complain that you didn't give them the whole ocean.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharinga day ago in Poets
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 days ago in Fiction
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