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Clothed in his greed

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She walks around
Wearing his secrets
And feels like
They’re on display
For everyone to see
For everyone to judge
She carries his shame
As her own
Because she chose
To stay
But his guilt
Is not hers
A lesson she
Will surely learn

xxoo,
Fionna Writes


For the Queens & Kings

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There’s no shortage of advice for women when it comes to dealing with, dating & understanding men. While it is true that women are typically (not always, but typically) the more emotional creature, what’s not true is that we are wrong for it. We are beautiful for it, we make the world a more humane place, we embody compassion and empathy. And, sadly, our big hearts often end up broken because we give too quickly when it comes to a man we care about, it’s in our nature to love with our all. So, while it’s important to have insight into a man’s mind and understand that they aren’t built in that same way, to know they are physical creatures first, it is also important to have insight into the woman’s mind and heart so that a KING, a REAL MAN will not trick, string along, and lie to women to get what they want. A KING will be honest with his intentions and value his integrity, he will not HAVE to lie just to get some. Women are sacred, we carry and bring in precious life and we DESERVE our king’s respect, honesty, and to be cherished and protected. If men and women met in the middle when it comes to understanding and respecting the opposite sex then we’d have less heartbreak, less fatherless children, less overwhelmed single mothers, less drama, and more love and respect.

Only the Queens & Kings will feel me though.

xoxo,
Fionna Writes


Seeking heart

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Her love had an impenetrable depth
She wore her heart proudly
And gracefully, externally

A woman of stature
With an elegance redefined
A classic beauty bettered with time

Though often misunderstood
As foolish in love
For giving her all, not an ounce of mistrust

But no stranger to pain or betrayal
Well aware of the dangers of transparency
Still, her heart yearned for complacency

A love aficionado
Living in a world of lost souls
Searching for a place for her heart to call home

xoxo,
Fionna Writes


Beautiful Year

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May today mark the beginning of a beautiful journey, a flourishing year to come.

Love more, hate none. Smile often, you never know who will soar in it. Give unconditionally but don’t give because you feel obligated or you’ll become resentful. Only give what your heart feels unattached to.

Let 2015, and every year after, be beautiful.

xo,
Fionna Writes


Cyber-Connected

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Sidewall divided but cyber-connected

Evolution in progress, though some refuse to accept it

A new way to dodge messy emotions

Innovated methods to express our devotions

In some cases, newer depths of loneliness

And an increase in people’s phoniness

Creative expression at an all time high

Word of mouse reaching that extra few eyes

To be fluent in technology could mean exposure

Which means, to our dreams, we’re one step closer

But this advanced tech davy-ness can mean isolation

Sudden awareness of being just one in our world’s population

An influx of inflated stories to portray abundant lives

We’re eager to prove what to whom with all these lies?

To ourselves maybe, so tech-masks we wear

Using online profiles as diaries, there’s no limit to what we share

So desperately trying to fit in with others’ lies we believe

Online statuses replace fake smiles so it’s easier to deceive

Don’t call me, just text me and I’ll respond when I please

Don’t meet me, just Skype me and I’ll be quite the tease

Sidewall divided but cybr-connected…

I wonder, is this all that we expected?

xoxo,

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She.

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Breathtakingly, she floats

Carried by the vibrations

Of energies surrounding her

And because of that

An array of emotions fabricate her soul

She causes a ripple effect

And spreads her love

But absorbs your pain

With her sponge of a spirit

Freeing you

She carries the weight

Of your burdens

Gracefully

Purposefully

She knows no other way to live

There was never a more beautiful

Kind of Insanity

Than the one that lives

Tucked in the folds

Of her strange mind

A chameleon of life

She belongs

To no one

And to everyone

A friend to the world

A creature of the universe

Eternally seeking a truth

That she may never find

But the force of her heart

Won’t allow her to ever stop

xoxo,

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New normal.

When you’re forced to live under abnormal circumstances, you begin to seek some sense of normality.

What ultimately ends up happening (after an extended period of completely out-of-whackness) is that you create a new sense of normal. You adjust to the curveball life has thrown at you and settle into an as-comfortable-as-can-be spot… And you live. Accordingly.

When life hands you the most unfortunate circumstance that you can’t, in any way, see yourself out of… Well, you do. Somehow. Unknowingly. Maybe subconsciously. Just by continuing to live, to breathe, to think. And the most difficult thing (at that moment) happens… Life. Goes. On.

Painfully. At times, seemingly unbearably. You curse the world, yourself, God. You question repeatedly “WHY? Why is life so unfair? How could this have happened? Why?!” And still, life goes on. Tortuously. Gravely. It just keeps going. You feel like you’re barely living, and maybe you are.
Darkness surrounds you, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. The light would surely kill you, anyway. It would be unbearable, and would have no place in your somber heart.

And then one day. The light peeks through… through your tightly closed curtains or blinds, and through your cloudy heart. A glimmer of hope is found in a single ray of sunshine. But, is this even ok? You shudder at the guilt you feel when even considering finding any thread of happiness again. Smile? I shouldn’t. Laugh? I couldn’t. Love? I won’t.

You endlessly battle the possibility of finding your joy again. You may have feelings of guilt, heaps of doubt, unresolved loss of faith in humanity or spirituality, and residual resentment. Still, there is a piece of you gravitating toward the light. And, for goodness sake, you need it.

And it’s ok to move forward slowly, cautiously. Just stay in motion. Open the blinds or curtains a little more today. Maybe tomorrow you’ll be ready to open them all the way. Maybe one day soon you’ll be ready to step outside and admire the beauty in Mother Nature. Or, maybe that’s still too far away to envision. And that’s ok. It will come sooner than later if you allow yourself to start creating a new normal.

It won’t be easy, there will still be good days and bad days. That never changes. But, with persistence and a strong will, you’ll get through this. And you will smile, and laugh, and love again.

While you’re at it, you might as well make this new normal better than any other normal you’ve ever had.

Hang in there.

xoxo,
Fionna Writes


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