volcanic ignorance

Feb 4

A PAGE FROM MY LATE NIGHT JOURNAL

Volcanic Ignorance: A Poem by Heather Stout

from the inside out
your shades were bright red
lies upon lies
were the things that you fed

behind your charm and wit
you hid your raging fire
caged and desperate
my soul saw past the liar

games upon games
both the good kind and the sad
we had big ole flames
just on the wrong side of bad

we could have been iconic
you and i were to believe in
but ignorance that volcanic
can not just be forgiven

the steps you took
are all too small
for the road im on
is all too long

you gotta move faster
be at a better place
my path is made of the rocks you fear
only the best will keep pace

Thank you for reading my late night thoughts from my journal. Stay tuned to see what page I’m tearing out next.

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My name is Heather Stout, welcome to my little digital home! I live and work in sunny Austin, Texas with my three large, goofy pups. I love hosting, decorating, and creating lasting memories with the people who matter most to me. Most days when I'm not crafting or designing, you can find me hiking with my pups, catching up on my favorite shows, or commanding my kitchen dance floor. I've also been known to craft some scrumptious, spur-of-the-moment cocktails! 

My name is Heather Stout, welcome to my little digital home! I live and work in sunny Austin, Texas with my three large, goofy pups. I love hosting, decorating, and creating lasting memories with the people who matter most to me. Most days when I'm not crafting or designing, you can find me hiking with my pups, catching up on my favorite shows, or commanding my kitchen dance floor. I've also been known to craft some scrumptious, spur-of-the-moment cocktails! But let's go deeper...

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