My Wings

“They took my wings away. They took it off my spine and sent me here.” [….click to read the full post]

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They took my wings away.
They took it off my spine and sent me here.
They were afraid that I would break the rules.
That I will fly in front of the mortals.
And then everyone would know!
Everyone would know that beings like us are real.
They were afraid of my impulse.

They despised my heaven filled soul — that could even see goodness in demons.

They were afraid of the depths of my mind — that could reach even the darkness in the Gods.

I was one of their different kind.
My feathers would turn black from white, and white from black in no time.
Faith would rush through my soul and fill my every star dust.
My prayers to our lord, would echo through the million skies.
Passion would flow through my veins.
And the thumping of my heart would deafen their ears.
I was Yin and Yang.
I was a devil and an angel.
I was their darkness and their light at the same time.
So they snatched my wings away and dropped me down.
And here I am free falling.
Still trying to make myself ready for the hit on my body and heart.

I am scared.

XOXO


© Fiona Crystal Feb 18, 2019 | 06:05 AM
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Tired — of Ignorance

“The world is a perpetually tragic place, and I’m tired.” [….click to read the full post]

“The world is a perpetually tragic place, and I’m tired.”

We break people’s spine, then mock them when — they struggle to stand up.
We break people’s spirit, then mock them when the light in their eyes turn off, and — they struggle to survive.
We bind people’s legs, then mock them when — they struggle to move forward.
 
We create obstacles for others, then we mock their struggles, disrespect their perseverance.
We fail to acknowledge their experiences, challenges, and strength;
While we sit in our own shit and become accustomed to the stink and the mess.
And then we complain when someone else tries to change their narrative, their own damn lives.
Because, if it ain’t your problem,
then “WHO CARES!” — right?
 
Therefore, let’s act all high and mighty.
Let’s continue to mock others.
And hope and pray that we never fall from our grace,
because…

Karma will be as unkind to us, as we are towards others.

XOXO ♡ 


© Fiona Crystal July 30, 2019 | 07:31 PM
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Wanting Her

“Maybe it is time to confess the sins of my heart…” ♡ [….click to read the full post]

“I want her.
I think I always have.
I need her in my life.
Maybe I was too scared to admit it before.
If only I could tell her that.
I haven’t ever said it loud.

There is something about her, you know…
that I couldn’t keep her out of my mind.
I tried. Believe me, I did!
But it all comes back to her.
It all comes back to us.

Maybe it is time to confess the sins of my heart

— to the one who haunts my mind.”

♡ XOXO 

© Fiona Crystal • Nov 30, 2018 | 2:51 AM 
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Someone who…

To be with someone, or not to be. [….click to read the full post]

Don’t be with someone who worships others,
but rarely compliments you.
Don’t be with someone you constantly make an effort for,
but rarely make an effort for you.
Don’t be with someone who finds time for others,
but rarely makes you their priority.
Don’t be with someone you keep loving more,
but they always make you feel lesser.Be with someone who doesn’t suck your self-esteem and happiness,
but instead, the folds between your legs.👄
XOXO


© Fiona Crystal • Dec 06, 2018 | 06:00 AM
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It’s okay, if you aren’t

“I want you to know that it is okay to not be okay.” [….click to read the full post]

I want you to know that it is okay to not be okay.

It is okay to hold on to hope
or have no hope at all.

It is okay to want to run away from everything
or just want to lie in bed and not move at all.

It is okay to not forget your pain
or just block away the memories that hurt too much.

It is okay to forgive or not forgive at all.
It is okay to feel too much or not feel anything at all.

I want to tell you that it is okay,
as long as you are alive and breathing,
even when you just want to get off this world.
It is okay.

My darling, it is okay to not be okay.

Take all the time you want.
Take everything you need.

Just keep swimming,
Even on days you want to drown.
XOXO


© Fiona Crystal • Nov 28, 2018 | 8:05 PM
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Remains Of Burnt Bridges

And every once in a while you can still feel the ripples of the shock-wave pulsing through you. [….click to read the full post]

Before you begin, have you read part 1 of this article yet? It might help you understand this piece even better! Click here to read it. (It is a hyperlink) :

Forgiveness is a process

I often wonder, how many people struggle with the fact that they continue to care for people who were the reason for immense hurt in our past; even if it is a tiny fragment of care?

And every once in a while you can still feel the ripples of the shock-wave pulsing through you, from their sucker-punch in your gut. So you know forgiveness is a closure you can’t give them or even afford for yourself. Because how can you forgive someone… when that past continues to affect your future, while their’s gets better!

There continue to be residues of emotions you want to tell them, of how it went down for you, and how hard it was to get back up, cross that bridge and move on. However, you know there is no point, nothing more than a waste of your breath. Because the people who never bothered to understand or cared about you and your emotional well being, will not bother about it now.

Yet despite everything, you can’t help but still feel reminisce of the sweet times. And against all your wishes, sometimes you long to have it back. But it is far from what you truly want: to stay as far away as possible from people like them. And you know I often wonder…do you miss the version of them from the past, or is it really the emotion that you want to live again?

XOXO ♡ 


© Fiona Crystal Dec 6, 2018 | 4:37 AM
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