Ky Robinson Quotes

it took time to realize that i have to stop giving myself away as if i didn’t belong to myself.

there’s a universe swirling inside you. you have to learn to be your own earth, wind, fire and water. you are a natural phenomenon— not a natural disaster.

don’t shrink your truth to make it fit nice and neatly in others as if it’s origami. unfold and free yourself.

they say that patience is a virtue but they never tell you that the heat of waiting will burn you if you linger too long.

i am good at holding onto nothing like it’s all i have and running away from something like it’s the plague. i

darling, find passion and self-worth within instead of locking them inside of men who like swallowing keys so they can keep you all to themselves.  

i chiseled away parts of myself trying to be everything to you until it could no longer be rendered as art.

it’s time to give the love you denied yourself but frantically searched for in others. it’s time to realize that love was never trapped underneath their lips and fingertips. you held it hostage the entire time.

i’ve learned to kiss you with my eyes. there are times you do not see me as i kiss you with a quiet desperation that you would never understand.  

the galaxy is yours star your own sky. drink the shooting stars. lasso the moon. take a bite. feel the juice of self-love running down your chin and laugh madly. you’re still alive. you’re still alive. you’re still alive.

your eclipsed heart will wail for my stars until you realize you need my cosmic grace.                   chaos

your skin is dark as the velvet night. your starred eyes are tenants in constellations. even the moon swells whenever you’re near. all

she’s a starry night sky.

glitter flows through my veins and the stars in my eyes dilate and burst into delusions.

dear depression you are a swallowed island. a continental shelf of grief. an underwater prison. a fog holding the sky hostage and chasing away the blue...

i would lasso the sun and sell her rays for profit so you wouldn’t be blinded by her anymore. i would eat all the stars just for you to see the light in my eyes. i would bounce my love off rainclouds just to soften your calcified heart.

i search for water in your mouth, fire in your eyes, earth on your body and wind when you whisper in my ear.

if he looks into her eyes when they make love or takes her behind like he does you. if he holds her closer than a secret but never hides her behind closed doors.

i thought our hues were created to fuse into one another,

entrails i already know how to set your body on fire and watch the trail of ashes smolder but i want to learn how to find a place in your heart.

i no longer wait for the sea to whisper your waves back to me...

you are a natural phenomenon— not a natural disaster.

the art of letting you go hasn’t been a graceful one.

To be honest, I don’t know who I was before but I must do the work to find out

i used to turn away from her but now I'm turning into her slowly like honey.

i can already smell and taste the ways you'll hurt me stay away from me. or you'll become my next muse.

if you told me to come to you right now I would drop everything, watch it shatter like glass, and crawl on the broken pieces to show you how much love hurts.

i am nothing but a season blooming and bearing fruit that you only pick when you crave something sweet and forbidden.

it took time to realize that I must stop giving myself away as if I didn't belong to myself.

all the makings of you are love at first sight. when i dream of you tonight, i will hold you hostage underneath my eyelids.  

we were predestined to align. play and rewind. asked to define a love supreme, malignant or benign.

you foolishly stay and collect dust until a nostalgic craving rises in his bones.

the earth tones clinging to the flesh of my bones couldn’t compete with the beauty and geometry of a snowflake.

i knew his heart was yours but i wanted to become an alchemist to make gold of the pieces i received because all i ever felt was the dark side of his leaded heart.

i stared at the ceiling, dispossessed every feeling, and waited on god to arrive and deprive me of this unholy war. god

resentment   i

i took the scenic route to your heart and got lost in your kiss

A true friend watches you bloom and doesn’t resent the sunlight.

harden and soften me. flood and quench me. break me like a levee and take the shape of my heart. this is healing from the bottom up.

there are no paved roads to healing. you must build one brick by brick.

There’s light at the end of the tunnel if she would just open her eyes

i am not a resting place for your pleasure I bring you back to life when life becomes too heavy for you to carry, I absord the salt from your veins. when your tongue grows bitter, I grant you my honey. know this- you hide more than you desire when you're inside of me.

i would lasso the sun and sell her rays for profit so you wouldn’t be blinded by her anymore. i would eat all the stars just for you to see the light in my eyes. i would bounce my love off rainclouds just to soften your calcified heart. what are you willing to do for me?    

Would I know what peace looked like if it gently knocked on my heart? Would I open the door or pretend I wasn't home?

What should I do with this longing? Tuck it away like a letter that I'm too afraid to send?

I am good at holding onto nothing like it's all I have and running away from something like it's the plague.

They say that patience is a virtue but they never tell you that the heat of waiting will burn you if you linger too long.

I'll disappoint you because it's all I know

I had to abdicate my love for you so I could start loving myself.

It's time to give the love you denied yourself but frantically searched for in others.

Once a heart learns how to break, it does not know how to forget.

write me love letters dripping with the blood from your fermented heart. i want to get drunk off your words and become undone like ribbons witch each and every syllaable.

you will realize that I'm more than sweltering heat. i am a drought. a wildfire. an impending storm you cannot control.

you said i was dead to you and buried me and every memory I scurried to the surface and offered truth as reprieve but you shoveled more dirt on me I never felt more alive and dead at the same time.

when they find out you have aq mental illness, they'll treat you like glass and anticipate you breaking at any given moment. they'll measure their words with a pinch of fear being careful not to overrun your tiny trembling cup of sanity.

Formless (haiku) The water inside Billowing and cascading Takes different shapes

At first sight When your eyes meet Theirs for the first time You become an ocean, Waves inside you crash And drench you in a thing You’re too afraid to name

Like water I will always remember To quench you Be your stillness And pour myself Into you like water

And it was so good You opened a corner of my heart And shined a light And it was so good You drop-kicked my shell And made it safe to crawl out And it was so good You laced every room with love Every time you smiles And it was so good I saw my soul reflected In the river of yours And it was so good

For Nina Simone The trembling Water of your voice Is a baptism

Soluble I search for water In your mouth To dissolve the salt Others leave behind

Ebbed Your body ebbed Away from mine When i needed water the most. I wake up wading In knee deep ache Reaching for you in the dark

Weightless I want a love That feels weightless In the thick of it all A hopeful horizon To stretch my arms out to A love that never leaves Me empty handed

Healing requires every cell in your body but I'm so used to dealing with myself in fragments.

Another helpful practice is to release yourself from the need to be understood, and, conversely, to also release yourself from the need to understand others.

know this— that you hide more than your bones when you’re inside of me.

when the tides of life toss you around, learn to be shaped by the highs and lows. you will emerge weathered but wiser.

you are not wasted stardust. do not collapse into yourself.

mental illness is not a switch you can turn on and off.

you used to find refuge in me but now you’re swimming against the current of us. my desperation grows more teeth trying to make you stay and ripping the sinews of my heart.

when they find out you have a mental illness, they’ll treat you like glass and anticipate you breaking at any given moment.

manic depression one moment life is more pigmented than technicolour. glitter flows through my veins and the stars in my eyes dilate and burst into delusions. minutes, hours, or days later shades of blue and black surround me like smoke. glitter morphs into shards of glass and taunts every breath i take.

you are a natural phenomenon— not a natural disaster.