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Alopecia is an autoimmune disease. It robs you of your hair and can cause heavy grief. It helped me develop deep empathy.
I explored the depths of my understanding, asking what does means to be me? What do I value? How do my actions align with the vision of a life well-lived with alopecia?
What does it mean to be me?
Values
Actions
Aesthetics
The alignment of all three.
I am open to the possibilities
but these days my heart rarely beats
stir me, whip me a frenzy
let out all my kinks
I need substance
Words of affirmation
Bless the dust
Curse the ash
Cloak the shattering glass of my wings
Carry me on high in the steps of my grief
Quake
Dear Misery
your grief blocks the road
today I say no more
I await you nevertheless further down
watch your steps
Down on your knees
unearth me sings Misery
Unshackled glory
I become what I seek
Swept into a raging stream of consciousness
Plucking possibilities out of the present moment
Like pebbles perfectly placed
How’s your day been love?
Aching for me to wake
Wide eyes carry anticipation of the sunrise
Curious inspiration crafting visions on paper
Swallow me whole letters untold
Ache in the wake of my eyes
In the openings of my mouth, stir souls
The words you wished you said, reckless in their purist of more
Burn bold like bullet holes through better men
Peace of the present moment
soak into me
unshackled infinite; boundless across the heavens
Grief aches in my palace
Even my bones are Black
I’ve got ink on me
black stains like grief
fall leaves crunch under feet
heaven’s angels watch over me mama pleads
Mama pleads
salvation on the other side of the feast
Did you eat?
Fake friends,
never needed them
already running from the devils trapped under my skin
Break free
My sin
Lovely angels singing hymns on hurricane winds
I’m eating from the plate of a king I’m free
You’ve been crying for a while now lost at sea
I don’t believe in destiny
Running free I built these chains of gold
I worked
I’m missing links
I promise soon no more for me
I promise soon no more for me
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Written By Gabriel Carter
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