I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
JESSICA WILDE
JESSICA WILDE
Jessica Wilde on name
“I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.”
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I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
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Jessica WildeJessica Wilde Those closest to me. Didn’t know the true state of my mentality.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde Time aches- my words break as if they’re the wings of a captured butterfly as if they’re the seconds that keep ticking by as if they’re embers that refuse to ignite.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde Misty morning welcomes me as I wander through the trees – calm amidst the chaos of distant memories.
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Jessica WildeJessica Wilde Fireside and free, tangled up in curiosity, dripping in holy honesty, drawing in pure ecstasy, exploring possibilities – a cabin in the woods.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde I’m half agony, half hope – like I’m a freshly cut bone, like the last stone that was held – then not thrown, like a garden where inspiration roots but never grows.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
Jessica WildeJessica Wilde Here I am again, chasing shadows, as if I’m peter pan convincing Wendy not to grow up – I’m waiting for you in the between place. Dreaming and never quite awake.
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