Before I turned 30 I always had this overwhelming fear that once my twenties was over, so was life. Whatever I hadn't accomplished, whatever goals I hadn't checked off- it was too late. Like 30 was this ticking time bomb. Like I would turn the big 3 - 0 and somehow never be capable of... Continue Reading →
Writing Frees my Soul…
When my pen hits the pageits as if I’m carried awaylike a fallen leaf in a streamfloating along the soft currentwater pushing forwardaround bends and turnsover fleeting rapidsManuscript morphing, creatingcasting out my WorriesSadnessAngerlike a violent mudslideground concavingrocks cascadingwarping the mountain sideEach page a new worldallowing me the freedomto teleport between realitiesto wear the shoes of... Continue Reading →
Give yourself Grace
Some days keeping yourself together is hard. There are days when getting out of bed in itselfis a choreBut, somehow you doBoth feet on the floor,dragging but movingdoing the thingseven as your brain fights youbegging you to stop, to lay back downevery step of the wayIt is these days when giving yourself graceis an absolute... Continue Reading →
I wish more people would live life.
I wish more people would live life. There’s that quote by Oscar Wilde: “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”Those are some of the truest words I’ve ever heardWe often lose sight of ourselvesin this life We neglect the things that bring happinessDays filled with performing the... Continue Reading →
Paths
There are days that I stare out my windowinto the pale blue of the skytrees dancing on the skylinewondering what the hell I'm doing...My mind digging up decisionsplaying on the screen of my mind like a slideshowquestioning my actions, drawing up different scenariosallowing myself to contemplate if these different endingswould change my pathPerhaps leading me... Continue Reading →
In the Moment
I get ahead of myself sometimes. Combing through my to do listrunning like credits on repeatthrough my brainPlanning for this, planning for thatalways moments aheadIn return, leavingthe Now a few momentsbehind...Before its timeLosing the opportunity to experience itKeeping it unfulfilledThe Now is probably angry at me sometimesfor failing to see its stunning existenceignoring its allureThe... Continue Reading →
I’ll see you in my dreams…
I dreamt of you again last nightyou seem to be invading my dreamsmore often than not these daysAt first, I was angryhow dare you break into my head my inner sanctumin my most vulnerable stateafter you tore apart my heartwith your bare handsBut, I began to grow accustom to seeing you theremeeting you in my... Continue Reading →
Losing You
Daily writing promptDescribe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.View all responses At the time cutting you from my life felt foreign, torturous. My heart bled. The pain in my chest was so loud. It bubbled up into my eyelids, falling freely in droplets of salt- the only way... Continue Reading →
Anxious Attachment
Maybe it wasn't youMaybe it was justthe way your eyes meeting minerushed blood to my cheeksburning from the inside outheart pounding at my chestdesperate to beat its way through my sternumquivering hands words stucktongue failing to recallhow to movebutterflies irritating my stomach liningmoments later words spewinganxiety crawling out of my mouthlike a swarm of angry,... Continue Reading →
K.J Stafford 