Author: Bekah

🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈 Flood the canvas with color don’t leave a section blank use the colors of the rainbow spreading thoroughly with no fear of mistakes there is no set template or set of rules you must follow only what you imagine blending and layering dabbing and scraping the flow of creating as inspiration strikes and even…

~ Fading fast like soft and wispy  pinks, lavenders, indigo’s  cascading across the clouds of a dwindling sunset the sky darkens  into a moonless night black and lifeless seeming from heavy cloud cover into endless gloom. ~ But a breeze slowly presses until the cloud cover is gone at first only a few stars can…

Thoughts racing that I can’t hold back too much to do too little time Guilt. Anxiety. Fear. I don’t do enough I can’t be enough I am not enough I try to breathe. My chest tightens. I feel dizzy. The room starts to spin. I can’t catch my breath. ~~~~~ I try to remember what…

Tell me it’s ok to fly when everyone else is on the ground Tell me it’s not wrong to try even though others don’t understand why I can’t stay where they are 🕊️🕊️🕊️ Tell me it’s ok to touch the sky to keep reaching upwards Tell me I needn’t comply with how others think I…

Baby blue fading  into darkening violet  layered with plush looking pink white clouds aloft wispy and dwindling the blue sky above still barely lit  for the hazy sun  has not yet exited  by dipping below  the steady horizon one last display  of pastel colors before night pulls  her dark cloak  over the painted sky. ©…

~I didn’t know your name  but it kills me all the same~ 🖤  a life gone too fast dreams that didn’t get a chance  cut violently short by a killer with a gun 🖤 empty desks half written papers water flasks overturned pencils askew 🖤 in the cafeteria a cheese sandwich left unfinished milk growing…

The dream fades a lil’ more with each passing day seeming more ridiculous more far fetched more far away… ~~~ drowning in the responsibilities and mundane tasks  of adult existence  exhaustion is my new best friend not the dreams I once had ~~~ but sparks of creativity  keep forcing themselves through the ashes that linger…

I feel like crying but no tears will come out I’ve become so numb to the pain of this world and the agony in my own heart. ~~~ I turn up the music with loud, pounding drums and screaming guitars until it’s pulsing  through my head ‘til my thoughts  are drowned out because it hurts…

I happened upon a rock today in a creek I was passing by barely peeking above  the fast, rushing waters stubbornly yet futilely holding out. I surveyed the creek and observed smooth stones the water was rushing over  that were once jagged rocks that had been polished with time and thrust down the creek despite…

Feeling like I’m trapped in eternal winter  frozen and numb barely carrying on wondering when the thaw of spring will come when will it be my time to shine when will I feel something more  than just exhausted and depressed all the time when will the warmth and longer days of summer arrive  that make…