Hi friends! So, I am going to shake it up a little bit. Normally, I just write and post whatever I am feeling at that time, but I want to do something a bit different. Instead, I am going to do a segment, or series of sorts, based around colors. It sounds boring, but I am hoping you’ll all love it! So here is the first one, which is more of an intro.
I am mourning for humanity,
and how we have allowed ourselves
to forget what it is to feel in
We are taught to suppress our
envy, because it is wrong, and
rude, but why is it wrong to want something,
and to work to get it?
We hide our sadness, because
they say it is weakness, and we mustn’t
allow ourselves to be tender.
“Other people have it much worse,”
although true, does not cure a broken
We restrain ourselves from
spontaneity, because we are afraid
we will do it wrong.
But we forget there is no right or
wrong in passion.