Posted in heart, poetry, trust

Get There

Get There  I held on to where I was going like a baby clutching a necklace, grasping at what dangled in my face, fixated, as if my peripheral vision fogged.   I only saw that one thing I wanted, that one person, that one boy, and no matter how much people yelled to let go, my heart clung, comforted by an autopilot grip.  I didn’t understand  why anyone would peel my fingers  away from that one thing I wanted, until it was gone, my empty hands opened, understanding at last the only way to get there, was to walk away from it all.   —Leanne Rebecca

It’s been a hot minute since I wrote a poem. Lots of life has happened in the past couple weeks and I’ve barely been able to catch my breath. I’ve had to let many ideas die in the wind, barely able to find the time to eat dinner, let alone write anything. I wish time could pause sometimes.

Side note: everything right now is inspired by Paramore.

Good night!

–Leanne Rebecca

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Posted in Music, poetry, twenty one pilots, writing

Holding On To You

Holding On To YouToday’s poem is part of my ongoing series of poems sharing the same titles as twenty one pilots songs. “Holding On To You” is one of my favorite TOP tracks and their video is sick! Watch it below. Also, check out my previous posts in this series:

Air Catcher

The Run and Go

Implicit Demand for Proof