Chelsbythesea

Chelsbythesea

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Little

Jaid has never acted her age. Her burden is heavy, her soul is old. She makes it easy to forget she's barely 7. I need to remember she's barely 7. She's little. And me, I'm literally everything to her. The pressure itself mounts. Our bond is tight but sometimes I can't help but feel like I'm being drowned sometimes. It was easier with a 2nd parent. Her happiness didn't solely rely on what I did or did not provide emotionally, there was another person filling the cup. That grip was a little more loose on me and I didn't feel as strangled to death. She's barely 7. Her life shouldn't be this rough. She shouldn't have to hold so much together. Her
weight is already more than most adults. She makes so easy to forget she's so little. 

Monday, November 23, 2015

Things and stuff



Things are happening. Things. Waited things. Wanted things. Scary things. Things are happening. What do you do? Move. You move. You open. Be open. 

Monday, November 2, 2015

Stop telling me

Stop telling me
About sharing honey eyes
Rather shut mine and believe the lies.