Posts Tagged With: Thoughts

Show Me, Don’t Tell Me


For so long I’ve been told “show don’t tell”, and all I want to do is talk these days.

Living in this age where you have to capture life as it’s coming right at you is exhausting. Even with a camera in hand I sometimes find myself not wanting to film a thing while I am enjoying the moment. Maybe it’s just me, maybe I’m not ready to prove that I was there every single time. Some moments are just meant to be between you and I. Everyone doesn’t need to know everything.

I am talking about embarrassing things I did when I was thirteen, my scars, and those silly little thoughts that can’t be put on display. Can we make a memory if no one else knows that it happened?

I am more than I seem, and so are you. For so long I’ve been told “show don’t tell”, and all I want to do is talk these days.

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Who’s Going To Love You (Pt. 1)

Love is what you’re asking for.

​You see the possibilities in every face you meet.
Love is what you’re looking for in every person you let get close.
You wonder if you missed your chance, or if today is the day.

Many have tried to love you in different ways.
Love is a gift given through time, devotion, a touch, or a kiss.
Did you receive it, did you even know what it really meant?

Love is what you’re asking for.

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When I am nothing will I mean something?
In my absence would anything be different?
I don’t know and that scares me.

Knowing more and feeling less is a poor man’s defense.
Study the nights and unravel the mysteries.
Dream when life gets dark.

Smile, keep your head up.
Move with purpose.
Speak with heart.

Everything is not as it was.
Leave everything whole.
Always be true.

The rest is temporary.

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Thoughts crackle in the dark.
Emotions have exhausted all reason.

Death, desires and dreams know my name.
It’s the quiet moments that ask the big questions.

Am I enough?

Burning bones bare your soul.
Put these flames to rest before they get the best of you.

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Thought Less


Intelligence only knows so much.
All these numbers, languages & facts don’t always add up.

If I thought less,
I would admit to my desires.
I would submit to instinct without hesitation, however mercurial my design.

If I thought less,
The quality of my quantity would never even be a question.
I would accept what is, within & without.

My thoughts have got the best of me.
I must let go of all that is black & white tonight.
Everything will change.

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