The price you pay

If money were seen as time

How rich would you be?

Would your pockets be filled with happy memories?

Would you save your time for a rainy day, or spend it all for the sake of love?

Would you make every second count?

Would you waste it on pointless things?

If a dollar where a minute, I know I’d spend each minute on you, just to see you smile.

~A

Project update!

I am very happy and proud to announce that I have finished, printed, cut and bound my very own poetry book!

After holding this test copy in my hands and reading it page by page I noticed one spelling issue and realized I want to change the order, swap out a poem or two.

It was great practice to try glue binding for the first time as well, and with a few tweaks, I hope to soon make physical copies in which to sell!

It’s funny to me that the last book I started is the first one to be finished. And the first book I started will be the last.

Once I iron out the kinks and make this poetry book to my liking, I will most likely sell it in digital form as well as special handmade physical copies.

Anyway, with how hard this past month has been, especially these last few days, I wanted to share in my little joy I have for this project I’ve been working on.

I hope everyone has a great rest of the weekend!

~A

A glimpse of heaven

A glimpse of heaven I’ve seen

In the eyes of my children a gleam

A glimpse of heaven

There it was

Where love was the cause

A glimpse of heaven in dream

The most beautiful stars have ever been

A glimpse of heaven within a touch

I’m afraid now, that may be too much.

A glimpse of the heavens…

You may find it in everyday impressions, expressions, obsessions, possessions, and lessons

You may find a glimpse of heaven if you just see the world for what it is, and try to love every second.

~A

I don’t have a title for this one.

I just want to scream, to let out every ounce of anger out.

I want to pack shit and leave, my mind is already packed and ready for vacation.

But I won’t. I stand my ground, I stay calm and cool. Be a positive example.

It almost left a couple weeks ago, or so I thought, maybe it actually will this time.

I have dreams, it has pessimism.

I have love, it has hatred and selfishness.

A pain that has no cure but to be cut out,

How does one manage a disease like that without going insane?

I debated over night on posting this one, wondering if I should delete it all or go through and change things. But this was a very real and raw feeling for me in the moment and I have decided (many hours later) that I will share it. There’s no harm in sharing a feeling.

And just because others may not like it or relate, doesn’t mean that I can’t share my words, because there may well be a reader here that can relate and maybe it helps normalize the feelings, eases their mind a little.

Beyond that, I hope everyone has a fantastic day today! You deserve it!

~A

Come on in

Night beckons me to sleep,

The mixed emotions of dreams that await me are unknown

Will it be fear, anxiety, anger, or the faint longing of a passing by?

Last night was anxiety, unease, feeling impressed, and then being ignored.

Wishing for just one glimpse of a gaze,

An acknowledgment of my existence. Reality is what I received.

Sleep beckons me again, calls me to other worlds, other minds. Searching for something I may never find. False hopes keep the search alive.

And night calls me to a dream once more.

~A