Poetry by Mahbuttitches
...Instead of running with anxiety, I’m questioning it. “What is this [discomfort of whatever form] saying to me?” Has been more helpful then “I’ve ruined everything and I am a worthless idiotic sack of shit” (believe it or not!) Earlier today, I did it and then went to meditate, and just now I did it and realized I needed to flop for a few minutes.
Do you remember when everything played? The days flew by and all the music we'd trade? It was all that mattered then and now I look back and I can't think of how We traded away our dreams of eternity snorting enough sugar to make our nose bleed forgetting that lyrics can bring you home... Continue Reading →
Talking to you is like listening to me If I were deaf and blinded I scream and scream reality, but you sift through your illusions You are drowning deep inside the quicksands of your own timing I've shown you roses, pure and true, made in my blood and tears You chose my thorns, you silly... Continue Reading →