We all need a support system. Sometimes we shut down and need to be alone; sometimes we need the support of our loved ones. Even if we don’t want to ask. The ones who care about our well being, our mental states. Those who may not always agree with what we do, but are thereContinue reading “Support Systems”
A young girl from Queens, Central Park was my playground. E, F, and R trains, with direct routes to Midtown, placing you at the entrance or within walking distance. Climbing up and down monstrous rocks and boulders, quite a feat for a child- Rollerblading on paved park streets of concrete, swerving in and out ofContinue reading “Central Park, My Playground”
It was too easy; the lies rolled off your tongue like flooded waters. Something once peaceful and refreshing now a messy nuisance. The water expands, the salt corrodes, everything is damaged in its wake.
I have to stay motivated, keep myself focused and remember to be kind to myself, because it’s hard. I’m no longer in my twenties and I think life is finally starting to break me down a little bit. Even though I try not to let it.I have to believe that I can manifest greatness inContinue reading “Be Kind to Yourself”
Shot by me, Brooklyn Bridge – Brooklyn, New York
Thank you for being you,for unknowingly being a muse,for cracking through my fortress. Thank you for believing in me, for encouraging me to be more active about things I was passive about.I’m still a work in progress, sometimes I fall off, but I think about what you’d say if you saw me slacking. Shot byContinue reading “Gratitude”
Shot by me in Chinatown, NYC
An ombré of yellow into grey, lightning bolts pierce the sky. Flashes of light, heavy water droplets thrown from the heavens, clouds clash and the grounds rumble. It’s a summer storm, one of the best kinds. Pic taken by me, Brooklyn New York
It was thick and opaque like fog rolling in overnight. A silent killer, eating me away inside; I didn’t even realize – My heart was hardening. Mind always racing, pacing, thinking. A paralyzing anxiety.
Don’t let self-doubts get in the way of fully achieving your desires.Don’t be too rigid,It all slips away when you hold on too tightly.Be fluid, like water. Pic taken by me at Prospect Park, Brooklyn.
Speaking the language of pain, of neglect; longing to be accepted and loved. Fighting this battle has become a pastime, Engaging in scenarios that trigger fears, anxieties, insecurities. Throwing herself into the mix with dysfunctional characters who can’t get past their silly egos; their fragile self-perceptions. But you know, maybe it’s her, Maybe it’s becauseContinue reading “Daily Prompt: Broken, A Battle of Dysfunction”
Life and death, everything is so transient. Pic taken by me in Greenwood Cemetery, Brooklyn NY
A title can never dictate how the heart feels. Nor does it define a relationship. It can’t rationalize the bullshit swept under the rug. Titles, formalities, ceremonies – seemingly emphasized more than the quality of the relationship. What happens when the ceremony that’s supposed to usher you into a life of partnered stability, protection, andContinue reading “Daily Prompt: Ceremony”
There’s something about the way you observe people, you notice the little things; it intrigues me. Pic taken by me, Prospect Park
Though I’ve been reckless and selfish, our memories are engrained in my mind. Your tender words have been inscribed on my heart; Perhaps they were lies, Perhaps it was the truth that you were too afraid to accept; I hope it’s the latter, no matter how dangerous that may be. Shot by me, NYC.
Shrouded in darkness, the overbearing weight of negativity creeping in like the fog that rolls in overnight. A silent killer, eating at me from the inside. In no time, I got lost in the dense, opaqueness All the thoughts in my mind, obfuscated.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, that’s what he was. Every now and then you questioned his sincerity, claiming to be soft and tender like the sheep, yet he stepped on you with paws, encased talons ripped your heart to shreds. When aggravated or displeased, he gnarled like an angry wolf, ready to pounce; willing toContinue reading “Daily Prompt: Disappear”
Leave when there’s nothing left to lose. Eventually, you’ll lose your sanity. Your conscious burdened, like heavy snowfall on tree branches.
Feeling lost. Seems to be more than just a feeling, a lifestyle. Pic taken by me on Fulton Street by South Street Seaport, NYC.