Home Through The Eyes Of Our Inner Child Home sweet home.. words do not describe the love I have for you. Words do not describe the passion I feel when I breathe you in, when I think of you, when I speak of you.. any time you cross my path. It feels nice being able to relate to others when it comes to having things … Continue reading Home Through The Eyes Of Our Inner Child
The roots beneath my skin only grow stronger I look down A look at my hands and I am mesmerized The roots are showing My mother calls Pain will not kill the tree The dirt starts filling the spaces I am cleansed in dirt This is mother’s purpose I look up The dirt is gone My heart beats in awakening Mother lies in the hands … Continue reading The Hands Of The Earth.. Of My Mother
There is a man, much older than the youth that lies before his eyes. There is a girl, that identifies as a the opposite of one. Short hair, deep blue eyes, and a sluggish walk. She approaches the man, stopping to greet him. As soon as they greet each other, a big grin is wiped across his face. As she slowly drifts into the … Continue reading Purity Within..
It has come to my attention that a great amount of girls do not understand the importance of being there for one another. Standing up for our right to feel beautiful without being looked at, or treated as objects. Women are, and never will be tools. Our bodies are not for you to use and throw away. This goes for every human being, no matter … Continue reading Girls x Hate