All we didn't need was to stop believing.
All we needed was to start loving.
How real are their make-believe lives?
How true is their impersonating disguise?
Maybe realer than the thoughts that bother you at night, even realer than the reasons that cause this plight.
Beware of their unreal faces,
their masquerading and manipulating stages;
their hungry eyes that scan your thoughts,
their impure hearts that work as their mascots.
For their reality only exists as an imagination,
and accepting this way of life is the only way out of this situation.
A bottle of wine and an unfeigned conversation. As long as the moments lasted, they healed my unkempt heart, and I knew I was going to cherish this flawless memory all my life. But you're gone now. You're gone and I'm back to square one.
I see the bottle of wine in the cabinet as if looking for its company.
I'm alone tonight, so is that bottle of wine.
Shine through your worries,
free your head from all dismay;
Remember, light illuminates the dark,
and tomorrow is probably going to be a better day.
- Kristee Marshall
I don't care how many friends you have or how much money you make, how you spend it or what fragrance you choose to wear everyday. In the end death will take us away, and we're just buried into the earth like a fragile, and maybe unscathed piece of flesh and bones that once was consummated by a soul. And in that moment, nothing really matters.
- Kristee Marshall
In a city full of broken hearts,
we will mend each other's dreams.
And we will rise. Again.
I planned to cook today. I was preparing everyone's favorite dish. I'm almost done when they ask me, "Why are you suddenly in the mood to cook for us today?" I smirked. "You'll know soon", I said to myself, as I secretly poisoned the food.
Out of all things that
out of all things that
all I wanted was to be
liberated from the norms,
to taste the sweetness
of freedom's essence.
Maybe one day I will want out.
And one day I'll know where to go.
Today isn't the day.
Sometimes you find belongingness
in the dark, it makes you want to
build a home in there.
Maybe the voids are where I belong.
Maybe this is exactly where I was
meant to be.
I look at you doing the simplest things, like eating your favourite food, or talking about things going on. There could be a chaos going on in my head, a sandstorm formed from a bad day, but in that utter moment I forget it all. You. You destroy the sandstorms in my head, baby.
Like the touch of admiration,
and the sight of fire,
Like the bursting heartbeat,
and the raging love,
Like the sparkle in his eyes,
and the light of the morning sun,
Is how the moon fuels my scars.
He kisses my forehead, while I trace my fingers on his shoulders like it's art. We talk about the things we hate, because our likings are a tad disparate. I'm breathing off his neck while a tear runs down my eye, touching him, as if to kiss him, because this moment is so close to perfection. We smile, because we're falling in love with everything about us, knowing that this love right now is the strongest it could ever get, and we're the youngest we could ever be.
Fall in love with the way you think, the way you feel. Delve into your mind, and find the positivity you've lost in the abyss. Feel things. Cry when you need to. Accept that everything cannot be perfect and that it takes darkness to enhance light. Accept yourself, the way you exist right now. You've only got one life, and you should strive to make it beautiful and content in every damn way, and all the damn time. And fuck what anybody tells you when you try to do it, because the only approval you need, is the one coming from you.
- Kristee Marshall
In a world
be your own
We are all just pretentious people,
faking smiles so we seem nice.
Maybe the world would be a better place, if we tried to step out of our disguise.
Everyone paces through life on their own time. Maybe you're not losing right now, maybe right now is just not your time to win.
I feel that loving someone doesn't give you courage, it makes you weak. It instills fear in you. Fear never made anyone courageous. The only love that makes you strong is self love.
Somewhere in the world, it's somebody's birthday, someone got a new car, someone won a bet, somebody's wish came true, somebody just got engaged, somebody found a new job. There's joy in the little things; and maybe even you should find a small reason to be happy today.
10 years from now,
are you going to
feel the same way for
me? Will I be able to
call myself yours?
Are we going to be
living the dream we
see with our naked
I wake up amidst the flashing sunshine
And find myself in shackles
I try to free myself from the agony
But I'm in vain, realizing it's just another one of those days.
She buried such memories inside her, her soul too enthralled to let them go.
It starts from nowhere. The person who once meant the world doesn't seem to make a difference to you. You stop caring about the future you'd have with them, or how they feel about you, or how they're going about with their day. The simplest things don't matter now and eventually the major ones too. It's a huge twist in your heart. The feelings fade. You're a blank canvas now. You're not in love anymore.