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Don’t Look Back / A Journal of Sorts / 1.30.16
Read more: Don’t Look Back / A Journal of Sorts / 1.30.16When you leave, please don’t look back. Behind you is the things you lack. Behind you is the strife and pain That will make the old in you new again The silent haunts that’ll lull you to sleep, The promises you did not keep. Regret is a lurking hawk for prey A waiting growing voice…
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Me / A Journal of Sorts / 9.20.16
Read more: Me / A Journal of Sorts / 9.20.16My mind is the hole where my thoughts go to die And I can’t get them out tho I try and I try Word go in dying just to be said To find that my brain is an eternal “code red” I think of my thoughts until they’re all thunk By then, the ships have…
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Lost / A Journal of Sorts / 10.1.15
Read more: Lost / A Journal of Sorts / 10.1.15An instant and the chapters change, Familiar walls stand, rearranged. Lives together, a part of whole Split apart, hurting soul. Closing grip on those held close, Watching eyes for next to go. Pondering who’s next depart, Would come more easily on mind and heart A question comes, who is to blame Is it I for…
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22 / A Journal of Sorts / 9.20.19
Read more: 22 / A Journal of Sorts / 9.20.19This week feels heavy Far too much for me to bear It feels like far too much concern And pulling out of hair. Tonight feels like a weighted chest Sit upon this chest of mine And nothing sits inside of it Between its slats of pine Much like when one looks over edge To valley…
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The Practice of Boldness / A Journal of Sorts / 3.11.15
Read more: The Practice of Boldness / A Journal of Sorts / 3.11.15I am practicing boldness, I am a student of strength and the apprentice of self-discipline. Patience is my major, My lessons flow with kindness and my heart is smart with praise. My soul is learned in the ways of courage. Skilled in respect A quiet tongue in the mouth of one with words as strong…
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Tomorrows To Dos / Dailies / 1.26.22
Read more: Tomorrows To Dos / Dailies / 1.26.22TOMORROW’S TO DOs Tomorrow’s the day The hour has come Tomorrow’s the day for the work to be done Don’t worry yourself On these tasks today the time for accomplishments Is only a sleep away Time now to fret The moment rings true For there is little excess but so much to do each moment…




