Read More »“What if there were others living in limbo, fighting for balance? What if there were others who understood being strong didn’t mean we were invincible, but rather, it meant we felt our pain and chose to concentrate on the beauty within?
And what if someone was out there with a hole inside their chest they didn’t know how to fill, their only solution to lie in the dark and wait for the emptiness to end, as I still do from time to time?
What if I could help?”
~ Jade M. Wong
I’m standing on one side
Of a deep cavern with jagged spikes
While my dreams wait patiently on the other side
For me to build a bridge.
But I have no tools,
All I have are societal pressures
And familial expectations
Clawing at me from behind
Like nails on the chalkboard of my mind
Threatening to push me over the edge,
Remember not to compare yourself to strangers on the internet.
Remember not to let the numbers—of likes, of followers, of zeros on a check—make you feel like you are less than, because you are not. You are enough.
Remember your dreams are valid.Read More »
So, I meant to post this in January—you know, for the new year—but now it’s April, I haven’t left my apartment in two and a half weeks, and I’ve run out of excuses. I’ve been procrastinating on this post because after last year’s Re-Introduction post, I hoped I would be further in my writing career instead of…in exactly the same place. At times, it’s felt like I’ve wasted a year of my life, but my best friends would argue (and have argued, many times) that this past year has been a year of personal growth and milestones.
So, without further ado, to all my fellow bloggers, my readers, my best friends, and the whole wide world, are you listening? Can you see me? I’m re-introducing myself.Read More »
What do you love?
I love…rainy days, fuzzy socks,
A steaming mug of tea,
The way hope glimmers in one’s heart
And sparks warmth and bravery.Read More »
Her laugh was the melody,
Like wind chimes in the breeze.
The harmony was the way she’d
Win every argument with ease.
The chorus was the first time
She whispered she loved me,
But my favorite part about her song
Was how it played for eternity.Read More »
We met when we were fourteen—
An untamable butterfly of a girl,
A girl hiding from herself,
And me, a shy, bookish dreamer.
We grew up over the next ten years—
A young woman flying too high,
A young woman lied to by love,
And me, a young woman in the shadows.Read More »
I dream of writing
On the back of a great eagle,
Brown and white feathers soaring
Through an endless cerulean sky.
I dream of writing
Surrounded by bookshelves,
Wrapped in the hushed whispers
Of a million adventures.Read More »
She writes like a jigsaw puzzle,
Complex, intricate,
Learning to appreciate her curves and edges,
As each piece falls into place.
He writes like a destructive tornado,
Leaving so much chaos that no one sees
The lonely flower floating
In the eye of the storm.Read More »
Here’s to Cupid aiming accurately,
To true love being found.
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ’round.
Here’s to keeping our heads up high,
When we’re crawling in the dirt.
Here’s to friendships that last for life,
And to family that doesn’t hurt.Read More »
