A Y Greyson Quotes

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“To him,
she was like a flower
that bloomed in the snow.
Thriving under conditions
in which nothing could grow.
To some,
she was a weed
born benighted.
But in his eyes,
she was a wildflower
with a soul ignited.”
A.Y. Greyson

“Crossing lines that can never be uncrossed.
Clangoring out words that can never be forgot.
Leaving welts behind with their lashing tongues.
Caring not of the unsaintly bell they have rung.
Oh, bitter hearts of selfish minds
You know not the poison you leave behind.”
A.Y. Greyson

“Sometimes the night can be your best therapist. For the moon is free, and always there to listen.”
A.Y. Greyson

“The world is not falling apart. Although, sometimes it may seem that way.”
A.Y. Greyson

“Damask roses and white picket fences,
a childhood ripe with an array of senses.
Forest black against starry skies,
Pink clouds dusting an early sunrise.
Hundreds of days slipping through hourglass years.
The sands of adolescence fading with solemn tears.
Oceans of certainty ebbing away,
Lessons learned regardless of one's place.”
A.Y. Greyson, Midnight Fog

“Doom are the ones who hold on to you, not because they love you, but because you’re all they know.”
A.Y. Greyson

“In this forest called life, sometimes there are no goodbyes, no proper sendoffs, no wishing for a next time; just the knowledge that this departure will never be set right.”
A.Y. Greyson

“Sometimes we need to remove ourselves. To occasionally stand away from the noise. To silence the chatter that never sleeps. To take a moment from the voices that never really speak.”
A.Y. Greyson