my Lord, i pray for silence, for stillness, for guidance. the constant hum,
slightly intoxicated and honestly a little nauseated is this what it takes for one to f… imagine your favourite meal how the heat dissipates from withi…
the sun sets, like a raging fire dying down soon nowhere to be found the ocean tide rising ready to drown
“we will comprehend the word seren… it rings in my head like a melody for this, this is my destiny i’m gifted
i am a vase gold for layers over the scars that have been made keep me in a safe place
You are the One i call for when my heart trembles and quivers. in the dark, Your light and divinity encompass me. An-Nur, You Illuminate the darkest corners of my heart and my mind. You...
how i long to just simply be. to not always be on my knees my chest filled with unease as i look over the vast sea Lord, i plead for your mercy
your eyes; your childish round eyes able to hear the sound of my distant silent cries with a quivering heart
as i take a deep breath, i pray i never forget the way you… for i love how it puts me in a spe… sometimes i’m awestruck we share t… you wipe my tears whenever my eyes…
honestly? love is beautifully jarring. it is connection with loved ones. it’s through conversations filled with anger, sadness, heartbreak, celebrations, joyous occasions, and everythin...
no two seashells are the same; but then, to be invariable would b… to be unique is a gift you see to be you is the best way to be some are captivating and beautiful…
as strange as it is a part of me never wants to forget i never want to forget how the bla… how the white appears and then flo… i never want to forget the relief…
grief, i’ve learned, is really just love. it’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. all of the unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and the h...
the clean ocean breeze fills me with ease like a sweet symphony almost playing religiously the trees in sync
the way my heart squeezes and ache… I feel like my heart could break then I catch a glimpse of my aide the gape of a scrape as long as my heart feels less ach…