phosphorescentt:

you are 100% capable of changing your entire fucking life.

(via imgonnamakeachange)

Poetically Profound: Solve For X

poeticallyprofound:

I was never any good at math
I carved my path
In poetry and prose
Mostly choosing imagination over fact
As the ink began to flow
Mostly because it doesn’t have to be exact
There’s no wrong way to write, not when you write with your soul
It seemed to be as simple as that
As I penned each…

whoartgos:

Love in violent portraits

You’re a shining subject

And I am but a lonely
Man, falling from your branches

Early spring

Leave me reaching, deeper into
Sediment lined wombs, grow in the
Back of my skull

Love

(via poeticallyprofound)

mattsjustaroundthecorner:

I held in my breath
as you slipped into
the empty
chambers of my lungs—

I waited (for as long
as I could) for you
to speak— 

and  I hoped 
( for as long as I could)
for your words to
fill in my breathlessness;

that I maybe able to
sleep soundly tonight
if I knew you were
there making my chest
rise and fall to the sound
of your pulse.

Though I had to let go
sooner— as I breathed in
once again this
stagnant existence of myself.

I was this close. 

(via poeticallyprofound)