lifemoveson

[lifemoveson]

nothing about me is ever healthy for you. i destroy everything i touch. i’m unworthy of my own hands.

[lifemoveson]

nobody told me it ended but i kept fighting until my final night

[lifemoveson]

bravery and strength helped me feel less alone then, but now i feel weaker than i’ve ever been and more alone than i would be in death

[lifemoveson]

i took it to hell with me when everyone else moved on to their own personal ideas of heaven

i almost want to retreat back to my bed and pretend none of this happened. to fall silent and let it burn, take it to hell with me, so i can be the sole sufferer.

[lifemoveson]

I feel for them. It’s sad how victims feel so reduced to the conflicts in their stories that they feel almost as if they don’t exist‬ outside of it. That it defines them until the stars have forgotten them. Please don’t reduce them to their tragedies. See them for who they were, and let them become something that’s still true to themselves. Don’t give the people who hurt them the power to take over their life. Be there for them and see them as their individual traits and memories.

[lifemoveson]

i preen and move on so i can grow new wings. am i a lizard with feathers for skin?

[lifemoveson]

everything in life is so uniquely intertwined that if i never saw you, or never knew anything that could have led me to seeing you, i’d have never lived at all.

[lifemoveson]

i want to feel the morning sun ending the night. with him against my side, my eyes never quite fully open but still flutter, relaxed and light. i want to fall back asleep, knowing we’re both alright. morning dew kisses his skin as i give right back in

[lifemoveson]

but it’s okay that i don’t have a name, we part ways from a road never paved

i know my words don’t go unread and life goes on in your head

[lifemoveson]

I know nobody really reads me. My most loyal reader is myself. But that’s okay too. The more I read over and over again, the more I learn about myself. The more I learn to love myself.

[lifemoveson]

I haven’t written in a while, but I’ve been speaking. Thank you for listening to me when I needed it. Thank you for reading me long enough to let me learn to use my voice.

[lifemoveson]

i know my words don’t go unread and life goes on in your head

[lifemoveson]

it’s okay that it ended like this. there’s still proof i exist

[lifemoveson]

I died a thousand deaths in what was only my first life. I kept getting up in the middle of dying again, just to say that I was being born anew.

[lifemoveson]

I like to call you lovely because not only is it a sweet little thing to be called, but it’s a feeling I hope you feel, and a description of everything I hope you experience.

[lifemoveson]

There are some things I need to work on before I can be seen by anyone. What will make me work? What makes me?

[lifemoveson]

I find new pieces of myself everyday. Sometimes I don’t even have my eyes open.