Soft whispers tugging at the corner of eager eyes.
Gnarled fingers running through tousled hair.
Rough hands wiping away tears, staining her face.
“I love you”
The only thing she needed to hear in the midst of silence.
The three words to stop her,
dead in her tracks.
Words that don’t quite match up to actions,
Actions that don’t quite match up to the words.
A cacophony of lies litter the floor like broken glass
Stabbing the remnants of a love gone wrong.
I had a bad day and have probably managed to somehow take it out on any and every person I’ve come into contact with. Maybe I didn’t smile at the last customer who walked into my store this afternoon or I brushed my boyfriend’s hand away from mine because I was irritated. And now that I have a minute to think about, bad days are bound to happen, that doesn’t mean we have to or should take it out on the people who are just trying to make it better.
Without getting preachy, because nobody likes someone who can’t practice what they preach, take a moment to cool off after a stressful day. Could you have been the real reason that you had a bad day? Maybe you woke up in a bad mood and silently or not, told yourself that it was going to be a bad day. If so, from the moment you woke up, you expected it to be a bad day. Therefore, you probably weren’t as nice to your “rude” customer as you may have been if you were in a better mood. That customer may have been in a bad mood because you looked like you were.
At the end of the day, everything happens for a reason. Every action causes a reaction. Now not to say that you aren’t allowed to have bad days, but take a minute to remind yourself that while you may be having the worst day ever, the way you treat other people has a direct effect on the way that they treat you in return.
And while we’re on the topic of horrible days, it really could always be worse. There’s always someone who has less than you or is going through a difficult time in their life. Think about the feelings of others before you go off projecting your negative energy to the entire world. But also feel free to get yourself a pint of ice cream and eat the whole thing because you feel like crap.
No words that make you feel alive.
No gut-wrenching passages that make you fall in love
or hate someone who broke your heart.
Just empty space,
a shaky hand hovering over a blank paper.
Eager fingers typing nonsense onto a computer screen, humming with life.
Falling asleep cast in the light of a screen,
waking up only to find that you held the nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
down too long.
No signs of intelligent life here, folks.
This is a writer’s block zone and
One day, she opened her eyes
and everything made sense.
The tossing and turning, endless nights spent
battling demons she had no clue
That’s when she learned,
the monsters weren’t in her closet,
they weren’t under her bed or hiding behind the shower curtain.
They walked among her,
waiting for just the right moment to