''Life is painful and messed up. It gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes you have no idea where to go or what to do. Lots of times people just let themselves get lost, dropping into a wide… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“On a second note, though, I have something to say about pain. There are lots of kinds of pain. Pain of smashing your fingers in a car door, pains of loosing a baby, pain of failing a test. But in their own little ways, these pains are all agonizing. Which is sad, and yet, happy, if you really think about… — Alysha Speer Copy Share
“There are so many things to say; so many things that can't really be said. So much has happened; so little has changed. We have so many words prepared; so many words are too hard to actually say. A few days have passed; this pain has been here for years. We don't know where to go from here; our future… — Alysha Speer Copy Share
“When a poet settled down to write a poem, could he foresee the lines he would write? Did his head constantly spin with riddles… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“Once upon a raindrop, I landed on Depression. My umbrella broke and broke me with it's bones. It hurt but didn't, and it eased my rain. Curious a little afraid, I tried it once again. Bitter feeling, my starburst shrunk with fear. Sadness filled me up and now I'm here. Repeat, repeat, feeling numb and blue. Cutting became my flight… — Alysha Speer Copy Share
“There is pain in these eyes that you don't see. There is hurt in this heart that's killing me.” — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“And though I was currently living a fairy tale, some part of my soul knew that happiness couldn't last forever. I didn't deserve a… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“You never really know what's coming. A small wave, or maybe a big one. All you can really do is hope that when it… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“Oh, the time we spent alone The hours wishing we could have it back again Lie in bed awake wishing for each other” — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“He leaned down and kissed my forehead. The soft melody of his lips was calming. I closed my eyes. I could smell his human… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
“It will always come and go. All you can do is hold on to the happy moments once the sad ones wash in.” — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
