I'm slowly
but truly,
surely,
coming to understand
that a world without expression
only apathy.
is a world of true oppression.

don't try too hard to smile
putting on a face each day is of no importance
but facing each day
recognizing
that no matter how you feel -
depressed,
sad,
angry,
happy,
joyful.
that it is still a beautiful
extraordinary day.
because living life to the fullest
isn't about always being happy -
let's be real
that's stupid.
and impossible.
it's about embracing
unraveling,
understanding,
and learning from each experience that's thrown our way
sad,
or happy.
because life is going to sucker punch you in the gut
and you're going to sometimes be stuck in the fetal position
laying on your floor.
trying to soften the blows.
and you have no control over when
or where
or how hard it's going to hit
the only thing you have control over
is yourself.
so stop trying to force yourself to smile for others
instead
embrace the emotion of the day
and treat it like a friend.
don't keep trying to change it if you can't.
just...
be.

my life trend lately seems to be
on a spectrum
that's constantly swinging back and forth between
"feeling like ****"
and "feeling like ****, yet wanting to write about it"

Beauty is transparency

I can't help but smile
when I think of those times
where we decided to leave,
but stayed a while.

I'm tired of the gospel of
"I'm right"
I'm sick of the gospel of
"I've got it all figured out"
I'm fed up with
"this is how you should live your life
this is how it should be done.
because this is how I see it
so you should too"
the ******* seeps through your fingers
because you hold it too tight
you're making a mess
get your **** together.
realize that you're about as close
to figuring out this faith thing
as the next guy
who's drunk and high
laying in the ditch.
because the second that you look down on him
the second your smile becomes a charity
for the one's you see as lesser
is the exact second you drive yourself
into that very same ditch
and then
there you are
drunk and high off your own pride
and just as broken inside.

Have you ever had a perfect moment? It only happens for a second. There's an all encompassing peace that overcomes your body. It's as if your blood begins to run thick with syrup extracted from the oldest of trees, for they truly know the meaning of peace. It's as if you're moving through a pocket of time where everything seems to freeze in perfect harmony. The perfect picture forever captured in your mind. These moments are a rarity. Remember them. Cherish them. Long for them. Know that they are not everything, for they are a glimmer of what is to come.