I never noticed that each time I gave you a piece of me, I was tearing myself apart. Once a constellation I am now a run down collection of burnt out stars. If you won’t set my heart ablaze, If you won’t pick up the fragments of my being that are scattered on the floor, at least return the pieces you have taken. I wish to be whole again. Advertisements Continue reading Burning Out
Source: Side Chicks. Continue reading Side Chicks.
Howdy! I have neglected my blog for quite some time but I am back! I will now be including poetry book reviews and just thought bubble updates. I will also occasionally have some information about self-publishing that I’ve stumbled across on my journey. If you didn’t know, I am working on my first ever collection of poetry! My goal is to publish in early spring so be on the lookout for more book updates in the future. If you have any suggestions for what you’d like to see me post about, do not hesitate to comment below! XoXo, Tarebear Continue reading Update
Howdy! You’re going to notice that a lot of my poetry will suddenly disappear from my site, do not worry! I am preparing for my book (coming soon!) and will be removing the poems that are going in the book from my site. I will also be stripping my TeenInk as well. Thank you for understanding! I hope you are as excited about my book as I am! Much Love, Tarebear Continue reading Site Under Construction!
I’ve lurked on your page five times this week. Your eyes are gorgeous your hair is something spectacular your lips are extraordinary you are a creature so delicate in your crafting it would be an understatement to say God spent his time on you your body is divine a physique that I wish were mine I’m lurking on your page again call it a girl crush call it checking out the competition I have to remind myself that I lost the fight to a fair opponent I could have never competed against your quasi-perfection I’m lurking on your page again … Continue reading Girl Crush
where do the eraser shavings go? I mean after you erase your mistakes and wipe the pink and grey little shaving off your desk you never stand up and look at the ground and think “Hey look, it’s the t that I accidentally dotted like an I” “It’s the apostrophe that didn’t belong” “It’s the love letter I couldn’t send” No. You walk away and forget your mistakes forgotten on the floor and they drift away Holden asks where the ducks go during the winter But where do the eraser shavings go? Are our mistakes floating out there procreating with … Continue reading Where do the Eraser Shavings Go?
I’m working on something but I need a little help. Pick the title that sounds most appealing to you and if none of them sound appealing feel free to tell me or suggest one! Thank you! Tarebear Continue reading Something New…
when you broke my heart I thought you walked away with the air I breathe and left my lungs stiff and motionless. I thought you drained my blood and left my shattered heart unable to contract and release ever again. I was wrong, I will breathe on I will will my heart to beat on. I will live on. I will not let you kill me. Me Me I am in charge of me I can save me. When you broke my heart I thought you took my life with you when you left. But no. I can fight on Continue reading Will
and I’d want nothing more than to come running to you come crying to you but since I’ve done some goodbye-ing with you I can’t come crawling to you even though I can’t stop thinking of you my heart won’t stop aching for you my heart is still beating for you but I can’t go to you because I’m not your problem anymore. No. you closed that door. so I’ll start crying for you… start dying for you… goodbye-ing for you Continue reading for Him