As part of this #besomebody journey, I run into a lot of people who feel ‘stuck.’
Stuck in between what they have to do, and what they want to do. Stuck in between the job that pays the bills, and the dream that lights the fire. Stuck in between a bad relationship and the chance for a better one. Stuck between the fear of past failures and the possibility of future success.
I want to be with you but you’ve got too many damn rules.
You’ve built too many fences. Not the white-picket kind or the kind that you put up to protect your dreams but the barbed-wired, sliced hands, ‘stay the hell back or I’m pulling the trigger’ kind. (more…)
Stupid, dumb, ugly, and crazy.
Far fetched, far out, and far from the taking. (more…)
Get me out of this town.
Rip me from this setting.
The limits of this city hold me captive within other people’s expectations. (more…)
I like your words.
I admire your sentences.
There’s something about the spaces between your syllables that tell a better story. (more…)