“A bleeding heart takes longer to catch up with the rationale of a busy mind. – emotions aren’t linear.”

I ate my grief and swallowed salt tears like they were the only things left on earth to consume.

The hardest part of living is experiencing death without dying.

They say the sky’s the limit what happens when you hit the ceiling?

Memories are lifelines to the lives we’ve lost.

Whats your greatest fear? I’m afraid of heights. Do you fear the heights in which you stand or at the depths to which you may fall? – fear of falling.

The hardest part of living is experiencing death without dying.

I hear the rain fall and suddenly I don’t feel so alone because the sky is crying too.

I wonder how different the world would be if we all said what we meant and meant what we said? – speak up.

As the morning dawns my soul stands motionless before your presence be still and know is my hearts meditation.

All of the words in her head keep her from being lonely but they aren’t always kind.

I’m in a constant state of finding myself then losing her all over agin. – the cycle.

I’ll empathize with your sad story and wish you could bear mine. – the weight of empathy.

Let your weary soul rest in between each borrowed breath.

A force of nature an anomaly she was a personified hurricane.

Is it still a game if no one knows your hiding? – hide and seek.

Can the contents of a bottle make misery evaporate? I’ll be damned if it does but I’ll spin it anyway. – self medicated.