black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.

Renee Stone

I can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.
RENEE STONE

Cold Escape Fingers Growth Myself Toes
I hide myself in the galaxies of my creations – unsure of who I am beyond that.
RENEE STONE

Beyond Creation Deep Hide Myself Poet Writing
I escaped the voice of darkness that was as pervasive as the silence that has come to replace all the words you had misplaced.
RENEE STONE

Darkness Escape Silence Voice Word Yourself
It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
RENEE STONE

Impact Myself State Worse
To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
RENEE STONE

Feeling Myself Pain Song Yourself
There is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
RENEE STONE

Ourselves Rays Soul Sun Warm
People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
RENEE STONE

People Sink Spill Struggle Word Yourself
It’s really hard to grow up wanting to provide people with resources and support and realizing that while I can and will do that – I also need more than I thought I would.
RENEE STONE

Growth Hard Myself Need People Realize Thinking
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
RENEE STONE

Journey Path Spirituality Understand
They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.
RENEE STONE

Day Erase Hit Memories Old Summer Thinking Wave
I wish you could feel it when it’s dark at night, and I think of you when I pass the streetlights. But I know you feel the care without me being there.
RENEE STONE

Care Darkness Feeling Myself Night
Here you are, another heartache to guard under my wings as I wait wondering when it’ll be time for me to fly.
RENEE STONE

Fly Guard Heart Broken Myself Time Wondering
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
RENEE STONE

Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
RENEE STONE

Body Heart Mind Myself Separate Writing
Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
RENEE STONE

Art Full Hope Return Spark Staring
I search for comedy scripts, I watch happy shows, In hopes that laughter will be the remedy I end my day with.
RENEE STONE

Comedy Day End Happiness Laughter Myself Scripture Search Watch

Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Renee Stone Quotes