Speak to me in metaphorsConcrete is so harshSo real. Falling breaks bonesBruises turning purple-black. I willingly escape to your seeming falsehoodsWhere the cracks disappear as soon as I glance awayYet the anger underneath still finds a way to manifestAnd to laugh it all away. But lifting the veilMakes me need to act outTo feel the … Continue reading Metaphorically Speaking
Pushing Forward
The turning of the calendar year has never been inspirational for me. I always say that I continually strive to be a better version of myself, and that resolutions don't really speak to me. In reality, my renewal of vows to myself have always come in Fall (beginning of the school year), and Spring now … Continue reading Pushing Forward
When You Know
It’s funny when fulfillment arrivesWords are saidActions are takenAnd a feeling of wholeness settles in Conversations don’t have alternative endingsLife simply is Words are suddenly the right wordsActions are suddenly the right actionsWithout regretWithout a second thought Smiles and laughter erupt with abandonAnd I embrace youHoping it never ends.
False Halts
Whenever a false roadblock appearsTo slow our fast footfallsFear encroaching upon the laughterI worry I worryThat the roadblock will growThat the laughter will diminishSimply fearing that what is will fadeAnd so it fadesNot because it would have naturallyBut because what is, is simply overwhelmingAlmost unfathomableStepping in front of our own happiness Is this what you … Continue reading False Halts
Committing
The men who are ready to commitEncourage me to be what they expectTo be ready to be claimedLay out a life already mapped out But I enjoy changeRoutine is a trapThe expected, driving my anxietyMy prepared mind goes too far aheadAnd I shake my hand from your embrace Be with me nowAnd maybe the future … Continue reading Committing
Ignore the Clock
Let the sun riseFog settleRelief from the weighted darknessFirst grounded footfalls Security in the silenceComfort in the release No mind to the tickingIt does not existNo time feltChill prickles untended
Why Tonight
The night sky overheadThe chill to the airI move: To feel somethingTo punish myself I feel the lonelinessI embrace itMake friends with itBecause I fear it is all that I will ever have To cry through movementTo scream with the staccatoTo forgive myself with the curves Fearing that my own touch will be all that … Continue reading Why Tonight
Pivot
This moment simply ISThere is no anxiety or anticipationDoors aren't left half openWhatever pathway there isIs already laid bareReady for my foot falls Happily treadingBobbing to the sense of Freedom And then the first warm droplets fallA summer rainAnd the Anticipation comes Alive The droplets stirring the electricity just brimming beneath the surfaceMy breath escapes … Continue reading Pivot
Expand to the Next
There's that FeelingSensing something just around the cornerSomehow familiar yet newExciting and comforting The hairs on my arms and neck stand alertReady to take it all inBreathing deeplyYet catching in my chest I could blame it on this nightDamp and warmThe air light yet heavyTeasing me I want to be envelopedBeyond what this humid night … Continue reading Expand to the Next
Going Sleeveless
Literally and figuratively, going sleeveless has been good for my soul. I have learned enough in this life to be okay with being hurt, with trying something new, with completely putting myself out there. I had an audition yesterday where the norm was to show skin, and I've only recently learned that I've been wearing … Continue reading Going Sleeveless
by Rine Aylar 