Far Out Of Reach

Far Out Of Reach

I hear music. I hear songs and I make up music, lacking access to any instrument or the ability to read music only feel it. I sing songs that touch me, like Temporal’s Fall Silently.

I see myself in my mind flowing through the movements, but I cannot duplicate the daydream.

I feel as though I am meant to dance in an empty studio and sing at the top of my lungs while standing in a field. Why do I have a yearning for things that are so far out of my reach?

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Your name still breaks my Heart.

Six word story - kissmyscarsdarling (via perfect)

Nothing

I can’t understand

how I never amounted to anything

how I was born talentless

and why the fuck no one gives a shit about me.

I am in all honesty

nothing.

- Sequoia Red

I ask myself questions pretending I’m someone else so it feels like someone cares enough to wonder why I write what I write. I’d say things like ‘I wrote such characters with trust worthiness because everyone I have ever trusted betrayed me and it hurt so badly I was sure I’d die sooner than I should. …’

- Sequoia Red - taken from [I’ve Tried. It Hurts.]

I want to be the 'me' I dream of.

I don't care if it's bad english..

- Sequoia Red

Be Like Jesus

My mother tells me to be humble to stay it forward. But I’ve been humble for two decades and it’s done nothing but punish me. My mother tells me to be like Jesus. God says the same. And yes, I am God’s daughter, as I yearn great things. But if I keep this way, I’ll be dead inside. I’ll be nothing. I will end up like Jesus, palms forward and wrists pinned. - Sequoia Red