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Decided to draw what I can’t explain.

I carry band aids with me at all times
Constant heartache
Sometimes I wonder why I bother...
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“You know, sunsets are violently beautiful, I would say that they are so by definition, but there are lights, not even colorful in the habitual sense, lights elemental, mercurial, silvery, sulfurous, copper-made, that make us stop, then lose balance, make us open our arms not knowing what else to do, arrest us as if struck by lightning, a soft lightning, a welcome one. I wait for those lights, I know some of you do too, wherever you are, I mean when you are standing by an ocean, alone, within the calmness of your spirit. Be planetary.”
— — Etel Adnan, from Shifting the Silence
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Ever feel like each time you exhale, your heart shrinks?
What am I suppose to do with a peach pit heart?
The days no longer have a number to keep track of
What to do when you’re only seen as a monster?
A monster that was created by monsters and trauma.
There’s a pain in my neck like I’ve been screaming but I’ve been silent all day.

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If you’re reading this, remember how your spirit calls for the ground when you’re soaring through humanity’s challenges. Feeling grounded doesn’t mean you’re chained. You’re not crazy for saying no to the world and yes to the higher version of yourself.
— Christopher True
Muse Ms. Lauryn Hill
Photo by -Unknown
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It saddens me that I can’t express
How alone and hurt I feel to my family
Caused by their actions and inaction.
When I voice it, this happens:
1. I’m labeled as crazy
2. My voice fall on death ears
3. They try to convince me that I’m wrong for feeling hurt rather than address why I’m hurt.
— Christopher True

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Another day in Quarantine
Anxiety is bouncing off the walls
Forced to deal with issues at home
Forced to get right with my heart
People I thought were my friends
Aren’t checking on me
Why is everything coming to light?
It’s all a cocoon I’m in.
When I come out
nobody will recognize me.
— Christopher True
Muse: Frank Ocean
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I never felt that warmth...
Unconditional love
Sometimes I remember that damaged child years ago
And I wish you protected me better
How come my silence wasn’t loud enough?
— Christopher True
Photo by markpeaced
Model: Brent Faiyaz
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