I want to tell them how tired I am because I don’t think it shows. But maybe it’s the same for them – all strangers to the weight each of us carries. So alone, we carry these loads.
RENEE STONESomewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.
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They 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.
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I escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
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Why is it that you have more practice describing weaknesses than strengths? It’s not your fault they never went to the lengths to teach you how to value your strengths.
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When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
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I can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.
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I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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I search for comedy scripts, I watch happy shows, In hopes that laughter will be the remedy I end my day with.
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You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
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Tell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
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There is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
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Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
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The thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
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