
It’s sad when one sentence
Creates division for you
A permanent divide
No way for me through
It’s as if you were waiting
For my lips to wreck me
For one word to break us
You never wanted us to be

Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul
Through book events, poetry, and creativity, we dive a little deeper into humanity.

It’s sad when one sentence
Creates division for you
A permanent divide
No way for me through
It’s as if you were waiting
For my lips to wreck me
For one word to break us
You never wanted us to be

I need a break
A break from being exhausted
Hurt
And sad
A moment from being mind-drunk
Paralyzed
And mad
Angry at how life got me
How it treated me for show
I only need a moment
To keep going
To keep afloat

Memories
Spiraling cruel and hurtful
Always turning
Always spinning
Always ending
Right where they began