Split Your Heart, Not Your Tongue

Life is a journey Take it one day at a time I hate cliches  But I guess it's true We can't control everything And the things we can We have to learn to let go sometime Most of life is luck Very little is hard work Being at the right place at the right time Making the right decision Even though you had no idea it was the "right" one We punish for things we didn't cause And celebrate things we don't deserve But that's life And it's all we have Until we're done here Life is a journey Enjoy it Live it Take it Cry it Love it

Here is a poem that I written a while ago (probably in 2010). I know I was only 18 when I wrote it. It's written in permanent marker on my bedroom wall (along with many song lyrics and quotes). It's called " Too Far Gone " and at the time I considered it one of the best pieces I've ever written. It's about how people tend to judge our actions but never ask why we reacted the way we did. I always felt like that was one of the most unfair aspects of life. We all have a story and we all are the way we are for a reason. No one decides to wake up in a bad mood and no one turns out the way they are simply because they felt like it . There's more to everyone and I think that people should always remain mindful of that. Basically, it's for anyone who has ever felt misunderstood (which is everyone). What do you do when you believe But your faith isn't strong? When you do the right thing But it ends up wrong? I'm walking around this empty spac...

"I am inspired, I'm just broke," that's what a close friend of mine just said to me a few minutes ago and I thought it was nothing short of brilliant! Those words are so simple yet we (as in those entering adulthood and recent college graduates) all can relate. How many of us feel as if we have more dreams than we could ever afford? Doesn't it suck to have a good idea yet no way of executing it? It's almost like life designed you to be a failure by default...and no one wants to be a failure. I wish I had a way of telling you a way out, but most importantly I wish I could help you instead of just writing this blog. Adulthood is hard . There's no other way to put it...no candy coated way of making reality sound like a dream. It's hard but the most important thing to remember is to not give up. This is even a hard task for me to remind myself of on a daily basis. They always say it gets better and we have to believe that it actually will or else we...

I slipped up again...and I thought I was clean It's not an addiction, it's just a dirty habit It keeps me holding on night after night Because if you give up, you get what you get So I use it to feel, but I swear I'm clean... It's not an addiction, it's just something I do I love to go numb because it's better than the sting  I like to pretend everything's not crumbling around me And I tell myself to hold on to see what else life can bring Then I think to myself "what's the point in being clean?" It's the feeling that I don't want to be here anymore But all I really want is to be here Maybe I can take it if I bite down hard Gnashing my teeth sort of takes the pain away But then it comes back when I relax my jaw Now my nails are scratching the board and holding on for dear life And I just realized this poem doesn't have any form But I guess it doesn't matter because no one will read it anyway It...

"Not quite a victory to run from your problems But it's the only plan that I got... It's the only plan that I got"     I'm sad. Not about a particular thing or situation...just in general. It's not the kind of sad that will go away because today was a good day, it's the kind of sad that's deep rooted and keeps you fixated in one lonely space.  Have you ever felt like everyone was moving on while you were stuck to rot in a dark hole all alone? Maybe you do but even if you don't you could imagine how torturous that feels, so therefore, I'm sad and I'm not sure if there's anything that I could do about it. I'm not writing this to whine or complain, I'm writing it because I'm sure there are others out there that are just as sad but are too afraid to admit it. Too many times we die alone with our emotions eating away at us because we never say anything about it. Maybe if we said something, something will give...or ...

"22 is like the worst idea that I've ever had. There's too much pain, it's too much freedom what should I do with this? It's not the way you plan it, but how you make it happen!" "Encouragement gets old," those are the words that came out of my mouth around 9:50 this morning. Do you want to know why I uttered those pessimistic words? Simply because it's true. If you haven't noticed I'm not in a very encouraging mood today and I honestly haven't been for a while. After Australia, Dubai, and Italy, life came down a lot...more like crashed and burned because fantasy life was over. I don't want to encourage anyone today, that's what my previous posts are for, instead I want to be honest about how much life sucks and it's more than okay to admit that at times. I've always joked that the title of Paramore's song "For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic" is the best way to describe my personality. I...