Support Systems

We all need a support system. Sometimes we’re down and need to be alone, sometimes we’re down and need support of those near and dear to us; the ones who care about our well being, our mental states, the ones who may not always agree with what we do, but are there to listen to…

Central Park, My Playground

A young girl from Queens, Central Park was my playground. E, F, and R trains, with direct routes to Midtown, placing you at the entrance or within walking distance. Climbing up and down the monstrous rocks and boulders, quite a feat for a child- Rollerblading on the paved park streets of concrete, swerving in and…

Flooded Waters

It was too easy; the lies rolled off your tongue like flooded waters. Something once peaceful and refreshing now a messy nuisance. The water expands, the salt corrodes, everything is damaged in its wake.

Be Kind to Yourself

Some days, I’m not even fully sure what the human experience is supposed to be like. Why are we blessed with these brains that don’t serve us to our higher potential?Sometimes I misspeak words, overthink things, get distracted, criticize myself, worry, stress, complicate things, forget. But I have to stay motivated, keep myself focused and…

Gratitude

Thank you for being you, for unknowingly being a muse, for cracking through my somewhat tough exterior. Thank you for believing in me, for encouraging me to be more active about things I was passive about. I’m still a work in progress, sometimes I fall off, but I think about what you’d say to me…

The Haze

It was thick and opaque like fog rolling in overnight. A silent killer, eating me away inside; I didn’t even realize – My heart was hardening. Mind always racing, pacing, thinking. A paralyzing anxiety.

To be like water

Don’t let self-doubts get in the way of fully achieving your desires. Be fluid, like water. Pic taken by me at Prospect Park, Brooklyn.

Daily Prompt: Broken, A Battle of Dysfunction

She speaks the language of pain, of neglect longing to be accepted and loved. Fighting this battle has become a pastime, Engaging in scenarios that trigger fears, anxieties, insecurities. Throwing herself into the mix with dysfunctional characters who can’t get past their silly egos; their fragile self-perceptions. But you know, maybe it’s her, Maybe it’s…

Transient

Life and death, everything is so transient.   Pic taken by me in Greenwood Cemetery, Brooklyn NY

Daily Prompt: Ceremony

A title can never dictate how the heart feels. Nor does it define a relationship. It can’t rationalize the bullshit swept under the rug. Titles, formalities, ceremonies –  seemingly emphasized more than the quality of the relationship. What happens when the ceremony that’s supposed to usher you into a life of partnered stability, protection, and…

Reckless

Though I’ve been reckless and selfish, our memories are engrained in my mind. Your tender words have been inscribed on my heart; Perhaps they were lies, Perhaps it was the truth that you were too afraid to accept; I hope it’s the latter, no matter how dangerous that may be.   Picture taken by me, NYC.

Foggy Mind

Shrouded in darkness, the overbearing weight of negativity Creeping in like the fog that rolls in overnight A silent killer, eating at me from the inside. In no time, I got lost in the dense, opaqueness All the thoughts in my mind, obfuscated.