what we run from or push away, the “you can’t hurt me if i hurt you firsts”…

what we run from or push away, the you can't hurt me if i hurt you first

what we run from or
push away, the “you can’t hurt me
if i hurt you first”…

not letting it come to us
because it’s just too good to be true…
or when it does, we can’t let it be here
because it’s just too beautiful to stay…

or trying to grip it and control it
when all we really need to do to hold it
is let it dance in our fingertips
instead of suffocating it away.

i think that thing we do as a defense when we’re
scared of losing something is often why we
end up losing things. and maybe letting
the beautiful things belong here…
is just in seeing that our fear is
what doesn’t belong here.

– butterflies rising

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i went through a love i barely recovered from…

i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived

i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived, and finding my way back to me… it took everything in me to do.

so if it feels hard to get close to me, it isn’t me not wanting to come close to you… it’s me not wanting anything to be able to take me away from me, ever again.

– butterflies rising

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i want to believe in kind and beautiful things…

i want to believe in kind and beautiful things, and in a world made of good souls and compassion… a world where the light

i want to believe in kind and beautiful things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings

no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.

– butterflies rising

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i want to believe in things, beautiful things, even the impossible…

i want to believe in things, beautiful things, even the impossible and untouchable feeling things

i want to believe in things,
beautiful things, even the impossible
and untouchable feeling things,
even the ones we’ve been
told not to

and i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being for me… i want to fiercely
believe i’m worthy of it all, even when my fears
tell me not to

and i want to believe in kind things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings

no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.

– butterflies rising

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i will choose little rebellions… like the ache turned into empathy…

i will choose little rebellions... like the ache turned into empathy. my rage channeled into intention.

i will choose little rebellions… like the ache turned into empathy. my rage channeled into intention. my inspired heart will create beauty in rebellion… we need art and words and songs… someone, somewhere is barely hanging on, and something beautiful will be their lighthouse. my passionate heart will love more in rebellion… the way i feel about who and what i love will be even more and more and more… there is going to be passion and love here, no matter what. and my hope is going to be fierce, even if in spite of so much. darkness depends on us to stop feeling beautiful things and to stop believing in a better way… and i will make it my rebellion not to.

– butterflies rising

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