Travis Liebert > Quotes

“Slut shaming is Utterly Completely Fucking Stupid It’s your body It’s your life Celebrate yourself -Slut Shaming”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“We venture out into the world And assume our shameful daily task Of fearing what our peers might think And putting on a public mask Smothering our private passions Behind our masks we suffocate And watch as others do the same Letting their dreams asphyxiate -Asphyxiation”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“Cancer of the mind. That’s what depression is. It’s my mind turning against itself. It’s part of me. There is no distinction between it and me. I don’t know who I am without it. There is no surgery To cut out this tumor. And just like cancer, I’m slowly killing myself. -Cancer”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“What is the difference between a heart and a soul? It’s simple really We use our heart for life But we use our soul To live -Heart and Soul”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“One day I told myself Maybe I should die After all, the world is sad So sad that I might cry So I climbed up on the roof And looked down upon the yard But when I looked upon ground The ground looked mighty hard So I climbed down from the roof And settled for a rope But the rope was mighty rough And it would surely chafe my throat So I took my father’s gun And put it to my head But the gun was mighty cold And though I wished that I was dead It was cold upon my temple Too cold to tolerate So I put the gun away”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“always thought I couldn't be Loved Until I loved myself And I couldn't love myself Until I believed I could be loved I know love is never straightforward But no one ever told me it was a fucking Paradox -Love is a Paradox”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“And chose to live another day -I Chose to Live another Day”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“A rose Yes She was a rose A rose who wilted Waiting for one Who dared to grasp Her thorns -A Rose”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“Everyone dies But not everyone lives You can’t avoid death So don’t avoid life Either Love completely Live fully Die happy -Live Fully”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“We wage wars inside our minds Silent fights behind our eyes Maimed by words unkindly said Tamed by our prescription meds But trudging on with all our might We veterans of silent fights Hope that we’ll see better days As long as we attempt to stay Alive -Alive”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“Depression isn’t wanting to Die It’s simply not wanting to Live There are no good days to die But there are bad days to live When the skies are gray The sun isn’t gone It’s merely obscured But when every day is gray There might as well be No sun at all -When Every Day is Gray”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“Depression is having a heart that constantly pumps sadness through your veins and desperately wanting that heart to stop. -Sad Blood”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“The mindless head of the Shattered One, All broken, demented, and grim, He toys with the world as his brothers have done, He tears it apart on a whim, He rules from a place beyond our mere plane, The master of all things unreal, His children deranged, his kin the insane, His scalpel is sharper than steel, He cuts and he cuts, he vivisects us, Only to watch as we writhe, It's done without thought, it's done without fuss, He cares not for what lies inside. -Canto 32, The Book of Zaloch”
― Travis Liebert, The Reality Contagion: A Horror Story

“There are no good days to die But there are bad days To live I live for those days I live To die I live To burn To cry But more than that More importantly I live -I Live”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry

“There are days I am sick So sick in the head When I ask the clock why it continues to tick And proclaim without shame that I’d rather be dead When my heart feels numb and my mind feels thick And my limbs feel fashioned from lead So I bide and I wait and I watch for the trick For the trick to extinguish my dread And the whole time I hope that my death might come quick Come quick as I lie in my bed -There Are Days I Am Sick”
― Travis Liebert, This is Death, Love, Life: A Collection of Poetry