{"id":18000,"date":"2024-04-18T15:10:00","date_gmt":"2024-04-18T20:10:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=18000"},"modified":"2024-04-18T15:15:13","modified_gmt":"2024-04-18T20:15:13","slug":"clumps-of-words-i-have-saved-in-my-notes-app-all-unfinished-probably-forever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2024\/04\/18\/clumps-of-words-i-have-saved-in-my-notes-app-all-unfinished-probably-forever\/","title":{"rendered":"Clumps of words I have saved in my notes app all unfinished probably forever."},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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I apologize in advance y\u2019all these are a mess and probably wouldn\u2019t have seen the light of day otherwise\u00a0<\/p>\n

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I like to think my prayers are heard by the birds.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I like to think they listen, turn my pain into beautiful songs they chirp without shame.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I like to think the roosters wake the world to my suffering.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Because what is pain to feel if it always goes unrecognized?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Maybe misery doesn\u2019t necessarily love company as much as it hates isolation.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

My misery isn\u2019t meek, its a lion.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Roars when silenced and bites when tried to be kept at bay.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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There isn\u2019t a bird in the sky who hasn\u2019t heard me scream to the heavens for you.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Your absence an everlasting wound no bandage could close.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As long as you\u2019re gone I\u2019ll always bleed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As long as your smile isn\u2019t within sight.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As long as your arms can\u2019t hold me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

My blood shall soak all thats beneath me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Every path I take shall be stained with red.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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To be vain is one of the worst sins of all.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

To be vain is to be handicapped.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It steals your ability to progress on the path to improvement.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

To be vain is to be stolen from.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It steals your ability to truly know yourself.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Your flaws play an important role in who you are,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Blind yourself to that can only be a disservice.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Maybe that is why you feel yourself compelled to harp on mistake made many moons ago.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

You musn\u2019t forgive yourself for any wrongdoings because then that should mean you\u2019re blinding yourself to your true nature.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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I has befallen me,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Snow, a winter\u2019s soft kiss decorates the ground in blankets beneath my feet.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It has befallen me,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Sunshine, the worlds grin paints your skin illuminating you with its light.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It has befallen me,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Your laugh, a glorious song in which no notes could capture<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0There are no lyrics worth accompanying your beautiful melody.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It has befallen me,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0March\u2019s swarm of pollen stings my eyes but paints your nose such a lovely shade of red I can\u2019t bother to mind it.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It has befallen me,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Autum\u2019s warm pallet of brown and orange.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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The words on my paper might as well be etched in my blood that is how much they are apart of me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I apologize in advance y\u2019all these are a mess and probably wouldn\u2019t have seen the light of day otherwise\u00a0 Untitled 1; I like to think my prayers are heard by the birds.\u00a0 I like to think they listen, turn my pain into beautiful songs they chirp without shame.\u00a0 I like to think the roosters wake … Continue reading “Clumps of words I have saved in my notes app all unfinished probably forever.”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":94,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18000"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/94"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18000"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18000\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19619,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18000\/revisions\/19619"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18000"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18000"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18000"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}