Somewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
RENEE STONESomewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
RENEE STONETo be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
RENEE STONEMy body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
RENEE STONEWhy 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.
RENEE STONEI don’t think anyone really gets my attachment to the little things. They call it insignificant and say that it is what it is. I think it all adds up to what we stand for. The little things add up to something meaningful and so does the complacency.
RENEE STONEMy words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
RENEE STONEI wonder why I’m so empathetic, why people perceive me to be so kind. I don’t want my heart to burn when there’s no one burning mine.
RENEE STONEWhen 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.
RENEE STONEI can assure you that I don’t wake up every day with a smile upon my face, and the distance from happiness in the morning isn’t set at a constant rate.
RENEE STONEWhen you and the world are out of breath, take the steps to ensure your own needs are met. By the moment you know someone can’t on their own, you’ll hopefully be ready to help.
RENEE STONEIt felt vulnerable to have people know my weaknesses, but there is so much strength from going back to the start and re-determining who you are.
RENEE STONEYou wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
RENEE STONEI was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
RENEE STONEFlowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
RENEE STONEI 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 STONEHealing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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