The eyes unfold and the story aligns-- rain from the sky sounds like punches I learned in my garage and Dad’s body rippled like the windows at night.
Objectifying women like putting a price tag on them is chauvinistic at best. It doesn't add value to them but rather make them feel belittled and underestimated.
Looking back years ago is the street logic: screw or be screwed. That's the whole point of the game. That's the reality.
A bad leaf can turn a new leaf. It's all just a matter of rehabilitation and societal support. Irrespective of what had happened in the past. We all have passed, don't we?
Ayaw pa rin mawala ng mga boses Minsan nagbubulungan Madalas nagsisigawan Pero di ko na sila gaano naririnig Lalo na pag nariyan ka
Alone at last Jesus gives Eve one of his beatific smiles and says, ”See, I did all this for you.” Remembering the garden, Eve lets go of her savior’s hands, ”Yeah, but I never asked you to.”
carry me from this tomb with gentle petals on flower stems grasp my wonder hold me captive bury me silent in your garden of kindness
It always starts the same with your name it has to it has to because it's the only thing that is true
Feeling now only total defeatI cannot bear to face the lighta dark place in my mind is where I retreatonce I stood tall, with confidence and might.
As soon as my shoulders began to relax into a comfortable slouch -the instant I dropped my hypervigilance -forgetting for that brief respite; that you broke my heart
The mistakes I have made don't define me; they are just part of my progress. I recognize what my goals are now. I am positive that I can make it.
Communication is the cornerstone of expression, so what happens when someone removes all forms of communication as their weapon of choice in order to extract themselves from the corner that they deny even being in?