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 STONEBody and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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Imagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
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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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And I saw forever in your eyes ’til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.
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You are chaos in my heart – clogging up my arteries. I can’t move on or bring in more love than what was at the start
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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 was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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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 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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I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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I 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.
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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.
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When you write me into your story, don’t set my end in stone. Feel free to let me go. I’d like to join your story, but remember I have my own.
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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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To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
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Flowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
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