#wnq writers
The thoughts are destroying me, the silence is deadly.
In the end I realized you weren’t the one for me, but damn, I really wanted you to be.
The winter smell, the snowy days, I still miss you in our brighter days.
I still remember how beautiful you and I were. Our love radiating off our faces. Back when the world was still alive.
She could part oceans in two with her loving nature but there was a devastating loneliness in her eyes when she smiled.
You left in me a painful type of longing that drills a black hole into the soul.
All the breathless moments turned ice cold and with each breath came a thorn in the heart.
You can’t love yourself if you hurt others.
Irradiate me
Fuchsia you
A touch too much
Got down pat the part of Heathcliff
Still I will not be your Catherine
Lying in wait of your kiss to awaken
Ardor is best not underestimated
How would you like to be scared stiff?
Eggs must crack to bake a cake
Alas the blue gas flame loses oxygen
My time is better misspent
Vocal Point
Body talk
I listen raptly, rapacious for
Every shift, every rustle
Blood rushing to
All the peak places
The sighs, the moans
Deciphering meanings
Translating tongues
Slipping and sliding
Teach me the intricacies of
Your language; make me fluent
Whispering softly at first
Then volume rising
With intensity of feeling
Heed the hedonistic glee
Following each other’s lead
We will both get there
Gasping for air then preparing
To again hit those high notes
In harmony
Interlinked
Traversing my walls
Taking tender steps yet
Sure-footed steady as you go
Putting me perfectly at ease
Laid-back onlooking between relaxed blinks
Of crinkled eyes, thinking with a satisfied
Sigh that this feels oh so right
As stoniness buckles under
The gentle sway of thoughtful touch
Bringing joyfully energizing
Vim and vigor to my days
Turning up the heat at night
Until we burst into flames
Fireworks colorfully lighting up the sky
Fourth of July has nothing
On our pyrotechnics display
Then we fumble drowsily sweet
Into dreamy gratified sleep
Reaching out for each other
Circuit complete
Redress
Dug out that dress–you know the one
I wore when we met, all eyeleted sunflowers
Swore I looked approachably sweet
Yet had your heart racing uncontrollably
Je ne sais quoi to buck the quotidian
An enchanting chance encounter
If only you unearthed the woman beneath
Took a dip beyond the shallow end
Peered past the Sunday-in-bed appeal
So I slip it on for me now, a better fit
More oomph than you’d know what to do with
“You give and give, only to realize that there isn’t much left to give. So you shut doors and learn to heal, learn to give to yourself. Only to have people say you’re being selfish. But then retort and say “Fuck you, I am still going to give but to myself first."”
- g.d. (i’m important as well)
“Raise girls to be resilient, raise your voice to be heard and when silenced, raise it higher. In a household of girls, my parents always told me that I was to be educated so I wouldn’t have a man treat me less than I deserved. That I work so hard that I wouldn’t need a man to tell me I was not enough. So I persevered, I stood by morals and chose to educate myself with books and words. But I am still silenced at times for calling myself a feminist, for speaking a little too forcefully, laughing too loudly, and writing too freely. I then understood that I was a woman, a woman with a voice who spoke for all woman who were afraid to. A boy fears a woman who is strong and educated, don’t worry because you don’t need him. If you know who you are, what you do and you are proud. That is all you need, you is all you need. “
- g.d (to all the woman)
“Depression is when you’re sitting in your room and you can hear people laughing and all you can do is listen in to their laughter and not bring yourself to feel happy with them. It is when you’re angry at your mom for brining you into a world to only want to escape it (even though it’s not her fault). It’s when you just want to cry but can’t because god forbid someone saw tear stains on your cheeks. So you just sit still in hope that the numbness will pass, and that you make it through the day. When all you want is to sleep and not wake up ever again.”
- g.d. (what depression is)
“Sometimes people forget how hard it is to go about your day. How hard it is to just love someone who loves you. When depression hits you, you forget everything, you forget that you’re loved and you love someone. Because its this piece of shit that reminds you constantly that you are not worthy of the love. That whatever you set out to do won’t be enough because you are not enough. I feel this constantly. Some days I’ll be fine but days like today, breathing even crying feels like the biggest task in life. So, I want everyone to know, that this will pass and one day we will look back and realize that this had to happen, to let us become who we are today.”
- g.d (this will make us weak before it makes us strong)
“I realized that I want to be a warrior. I want to be Athena. The goddess who fought for herself, who had a ‘manly’ body and still loved herself. Who is known as the most courageous warrior. I don’t want to be Aphrodite anymore, I want to be a warrior. I want to be Athena.”
- g.d (become another warrior goddess, become Athena)
“And I did not realize how hard it is to forget you. Forget the friendship we had, the memories we shared. The laughter that rang through the dark nights and sunny mornings. The promises we made to stay together forever. But I guess I was justthe sea for you, while you were my anchor.”
- g.d (best friend break ups hurt more than anything)
