What type of warrior are you?

Another dagger in the heart

You’d think by now that 

I’d have learned how 

to use my shield,

how to wield my sword…

Guess I’m just not

the type of warrior 

who fights off love. 



I’ve been waking with the world lately
been watching the sun rise so I can hear its truth clearly:
Each new day is a chance to start fresh.
You don’t have to stay in the past.
That’s done.
It’s gone.
And life is wonderful if you
would just let it be
and learn to laugh a little bit

Turns out the Universe has a sense of humor.

I know you would prefer silence over the words
you need to hear now:
No one else put up those walls or
locked the shackles tight around your heart
but you.

And you were right to.
We always have reasons and
excuses for our brokenness.

But we also hold the glue to
put ourselves together, we also have the
choice to move past the pain that shattered us.
We don’t have to stay sad, we don’t have to
make a home out of darkness.

If you would just hope, trust, and let go…
That’s the secret glue, that’s the key to the door
that holds your new beginning.
jump in, eyes closed,
mouth screaming like when you came out of your mother’s womb
if you must
but don’t let Spring pass by because you’ve grown
accustomed to the cold.

Go for the fresh start,
the new beginning,
go harvest the crop that sprouted
from all the seeds you planted
with your tears,
go back to feeling like the person you once used to be.



Maybe you barely even remember
the person you were before death,
the person you were before the pain of heartbreak,
the person you were before grief,
but I promise they’re still there,
just begging for you to let them out

If you would only listen.

If you would only let go

happiness will come.


We’re smaller than ants
in the grand scheme of things
and yet.
here we are, pretending we
have forever to enjoy another sunset,
still wishing for the days we had
when there’s still so much ahead.

When the future comes knocking, answer it.

There’s nothing left in the past
for you to keep now.

Let it go.

Trust that love will come again
just like it did then.


windows down

my roots wandering through the mountain peaks

searching for nothing but

a home in a heart

the road goes on and on

and I wonder how far it’ll take me the next time around,

the next trip around the sun

but for now,

I’m everywhere

and nowhere to be found

traveling without directions because

strength has become my compass

and I’m certain it’ll get me exactly where

it is that I’m meant to be

until then,

you can find me cruising

with a head full of dreams.

goodbye lover

goodbye lover

it was fun while it lasted

for a second there I actually thought

we had become more than just

short breaths and desperate hands


goodbye lover

I guess these things don’t last but

I hear neither does the pain

we stayed shallow enough to choose

when to be done paddling and stand,

move on without an excuse,

walk away in search of new currents and hands



goodbye lover

I never wanted for it to be me

the one to say I can’t give

but hand her heart away again




today I’m here to say goodbye to you, lover

even though words were never spoken

I released you with kindness and

a little sadness for the lost magic

that we could’ve been

I wrote all the things I didn’t say then burned them,

my heart towering over the dying flame until the ash scattered in the wind.

I saw all my words ablaze,

and then gone

and thought how funny!

that’s just what happened to us.