29 September 2016

a poem...


To live. To die.
What’s a mistake
For a mistake is a lesson to learn to make is to evolve to learn to breath
A journey isn’t always straight
You got your curves and rough edges
It all comes at different stages 
To die is to end.
A journey that could bend
To bend to wield to please to blend
A journey of passion and love and hate and tears
Of death of life which test do you detest
For death and life teach you valuable things
Things which can’t be rewritten
Not to be smitten with it but the thought of dying somewhat feels pleasing

Dreaming of sleeping

Dreaming of death. 

- Renae Gabrielle


14 September 2016

a bitter sweet week....

I haven't exactly got a motive for today's post; just know that I'm laying in bed eagerly wishing for the cold days to set in. It has been so hot, and although I am thankful for the summer weather I have had, I'm honestly so ready to just snuggle up in blankets and throws and drink home made hot chocolate. Global warming has done this you know.....



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