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.
RENEE STONETo be understood and accepted could change so many lives.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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When 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.
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I try to build myself a bridge to cross every time I start to ruminate on my thoughts.
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My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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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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I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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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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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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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 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.
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I still have a scar from the time someone said, ‘Sometimes love isn’t enough.’
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And so, my ‘What if’s’ became ‘What’s next?’
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I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.
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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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