And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.
HANNAH PEARLYou will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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I waited, quietly listened, cupped my ear to your mouth, but silence echoed grievously in the absence of sound. It was only warm breath and then emptiness.
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Write me as if I were already a poem. Pen the stanzas as if storms and ships could birth something sacred. Color it a religious experience.
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I’m from a state that houses too many cornfields and a town that no one takes seriously- in a home where glass cuts hurt less than deeply wounded words.
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Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
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Needle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
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Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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If I’m wrong about you, let’s face it instead of fading like tire marks swallowed by rain. Run me into the midst of a storm. Leave me to drown there.
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You ever stare at something so long the colors blend together? Even the most neutral tones take on a life of their own, fold themselves into shapes that morph into creatures – wolves and goblin.
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Don’t bother finding a soulmate. Your aunt tells you, your fluffy scrambled eggs are the best she’s had and dammit, you can enjoy those all by yourself. No need to share the wealth.
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It’s time for me to dust off this weary heart so that I may open it to one whose only open to me. You’re going to miss me when I’m gone and it’ll be too late.
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I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
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If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
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Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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It wasn’t enough fading under surfaces, below waves, swollen pufferfish retracting this inflated love that not even you could believe in.
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I’ve been afraid to look at the woman in the mirror. Everyday she looks less and less like me. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home.
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The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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Indigo child, you hid secret under graves, picked at the lamb stuck between teeth, felt around for monsters we once reaped. But the monster turned out to be free.
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I am hurting. I am angry. I am one hundred and thirty-two synonyms of regret, but atleast its proof that I was here.
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Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
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What an intimidating kind of beauty a rainbow holds. Then of course, there’s the jealously dripping between vampirish teeth of those who dare mock it.
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You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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I wait and wait and wait and god I am sick of waiting. To not see your face anymore. To not know the burden that belongs to you. To not imagine the window I looked through the night I found out.
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You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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