Fall in love with everything that makes you feel alive but hurts no one…
Fall in love endlessly, achingly.
November 22, 2018 | 05:55 am
(Source: shisasan)
Changed and changing, talons sinking into soil
life pulsing detached from the coil,
my path, a ribbon of moonlight
my limbs, my bursting depart
my breathing, bleeding, loving heart
I am alive,
I am alive!
(Source: kittencrimson)
immensely grateful, oh so tremendously grateful for this overflowing banquet, this everlasting blood flow within the darkest, bleeding hours we breathe and suffocate. In our murky hours we shine our brightest, whereas the angst planting that essence seed sprouting, growing, learning, blossoming…
In our darkest hours we reign to show others life can shine through us,
all of us.
~
For weeks I have been picking up my shredded tendons, flinging wretched demonry. A release comes through ghastly fragmentation. Awake. Awake! Branches sprouting all from harm, greater heights are pulling me.
Time to die… Time to live.
Signs of elevation pending.
Another is birthing at the end of this one.
(Source: kittencrimson)
You are still alive.
Act like it.
Cutting and bleeding, screaming and hurting…
But I’m alive.
I AM ALIVE.
And I have no wasteful desire explaining myself for shaping and growing
to someone
not caring or knowing
a thing about me.
is a grand thing.
This man keeps my heart warm and alive, in times, when warmth is greatly needed.
Mark Lanegan
out of the dark
I’m flickering,
flickering in the dark.
The flame wavers.
You sigh and tell me to hush.
Your hand protects the flame.
You remind me I am pulsing,
pulsing
and alive.
(Source: classykittenn)
Life has been really hard lately. The body reflects inwardly out all the pain felt. Mental and physical. Depression at its finest.
Shadows keep breaking out.
The feeling of this moment however, holding power to heal, holding power to dream and restore… It’s all about those kind of moments.