4:30 i was riding my bike over the bridge the sun was setting over those sky high buildings was it just me or were the mahogany trees dancing? the sky seemed bluer and my heart fluttered at the thought of you. your voice was like honey you set fire where i thought was a wasteContinue reading “mahogany trees”
Author Archives: Tammy Le
Sensitive and passionate writer who needs to write more.
rescued
all my life i was waiting to be rescued, to be loved, to be pushed away, and at the end, you would pull me close and tell me that i was enough. looking for answers in foreign places told myself i needed the cure for all the wrong things that i am, be treated badlyContinue reading “rescued”
free
forgive me for all those times i forced you to carry all these burdens no wonder why your shoulders tightened your back hurt, your voice silenced i know, such a funny thing noone has ever clasped our wings yet, we couldn’t escape our own wicked minds tricking us to keep pushing the stone couldn’t youContinue reading “free”
Learn
Learn to set your boundaries Learn to say no Learn to know when is enough Learn to take care of you first Learn about what feels right (and wrong) Learn to love better Learn that it’s okay to feel not okay Learn to appreciate the small things Learn that pain is only fleeting Learn thatContinue reading “Learn”
storm
Only when there’s a storm brewing inside your mind, then you’ll start to wander and the words are pouring out like rain, like thunder only then, you’ll start to live your truest self. t.l.
waves
there’s always this depressive, catastrophic and concealed wave lurking in the dark, ready to rise unexpectedly from the pit of the ocean right when I was supposed to be “happy” to bring me back to who I really was. t.l.
love
is it so wrong to hold on to give it all to let you in and hand you the rope? the table is full take what you want take what you need my source of happiness my cave of pain my anti-depressants my love. t.l. promise you’d hold on too.
goodbyes
my life is a series of goodbyes and i don’t know how to make it stop. t.l.
scattered
unfamiliar faces sorry, i said the wrong things quickly, think of something else divert their attention say something interesting you’re always the smart one but, tell me what are you even doing who are you fooling, trying to happy and sociable? shake my legs and trying to get out you’re already in too deep doContinue reading “scattered”
worthwhile
an author said, how misery feels as if time has stopped oh god how, it feels so good to hurt i wonder if i ever stopped. if i could become water and flow upwards to find the source of all my despair if i could love myself the way you are loving me maybe iContinue reading “worthwhile”
Tsunami of Words 