I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
RENEE STONEI’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
RENEE STONEThe thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
RENEE STONEWe’re so distant, words can’t save us.
RENEE STONETell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
RENEE STONEI was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
RENEE STONEThey hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.
RENEE STONEThey tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
RENEE STONEIt takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
RENEE STONEI search for comedy scripts, I watch happy shows, In hopes that laughter will be the remedy I end my day with.
RENEE STONEWhen the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
RENEE STONEBody and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
RENEE STONEI bear the fruits of your memory in the expression of my art for that is what you gave to the world.
RENEE STONEI escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
RENEE STONELet go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
RENEE STONEThe free for all of love – these tiny acts within our capability. In turn, reciprocation is of no concern. We just want people to listen and learn that love is granted to all.
RENEE STONEI lost touch with the world around me – gone unnoticed by that which surrounds me, but I must find the presence of that which grounds me if I am to once again grasp onto everything I lost touch with.
RENEE STONE