Smell the Flower

Some things said to a child are so entirely bright, intelligent, and straightforward that I feel ridiculous and incompetent. While raising the children, teaching better coping skills is more challenging than you think. Our youngest, Sadie, brought home a little ditty, to help with anger management at our house.

“Anger is a short madness.”

Smell the Flower

“My Favorite Color is You.”

Sober up

Hello, hello
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
I hope that you’re missing me
‘Cause it makes me feel young

Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade
And it made me feel young

Won’t you help me sober up
Growing up it made me numb
And I want to feel something again
Won’t you help me sober up
All the big kids they are drunk
And I want to feel something again
Won’t you help me feel something again
How’s it go again?

Goodbye, goodbye
I said to my bestest buds
We said that we’d keep in touch
And we did our best.

All my new friends
We smiled at party time,
But soon we forgot to smile
At anything else.


My favorite color is you.
You’re vibrating out my frequency.
My favorite color is you,
You keep me young and that’s how I wanna be.
My favorite color is you.
You’re vibrating out my frequency.
My favorite color is you,
You keep me young and that’s how I wanna be
.


Hello, hello
I’m not where I’m supposed to be,
I hope that you’re missing me
‘Cuz it makes me feel young.

Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade,
And it made me feel young.

And I wanna feel something again.
I just wanna feel something again.
How’s it go again?


– aJr

  • Anathema
  • Kitchen Sink
  • Lane Boy
  • HeavyDirtySoul
  • Migraine
  • Addict With A Pen
  • Car Radio
  • Jumpsuit
  • Holding on to You
  • Fairly Local
  • Guns for Hands
  • Smithereens
  • The Run and Go
  • Slowtown
  • My Blood
  • Semi-Automatic
  • Trees…

Can’t remember why I thought I could make a list of my faves. There’s a start, enjoy!


“I know we’ve made it this far, kid.”

Bleat it, don’t Tweet it.

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Bleat it, don’t Tweet it.

.TØP.

“Fight it, take the pain ignite it, tie a noose around your mind loose enough to breathe fine, and tie it to a tree tell it, ‘You belong to me! This ain’t a noose this is a leash and I have news for you, you must obey me!‘”

– Tyler Joseph, Holding On To You lyric, TØP

.TØP.

breathe.

The need to slow her breathing is detrimental and as vital as silencing her pounding heart. Slowly her eyelids fall shut, and she thrusts all her focus to her core, digging for strength and courage she knew was in her somewhere. She just needed some damn time. No time now to figure out what this means for her and what could be gone. Her focus lands now on her slow, steady, deep breaths.

In, out. In and count to ten. Out till there is nothing left to push out.
Repeat.
Smell the flower, blow out the candle.
Smell the flower. [Deep breath in].
Blow out the candle. [Slow breath out].

Simple. Repeat.
Count. Count again.
Repeat.

Her breath slows, and she barely hears her chest. Finally, she feels centered. Grounded. Her end game was clear: find the others that know about her and if they were in fact, just like her, figure out how difficult destroying them may be.

The last breath she held dear in her lungs sped out of her chest as she heard them coming. Go time.


To be continued…

kar-ma.

  1. the force generated by a person’s actions held in Hinduism and Buddhism to perpetuate transmigration and in its ethical consequences to determine the nature of the person’s next existence
  2. characteristic emanation, aura, or spirit that infuses or vitalizes someone or something