Canaan Trice

Joined December 2020

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Hi, my name is Canaan. I am just a girl who loves to write about the life happening around me and within me. I hope you enjoy.

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stained glass heart
broken in tiny pieces discovering what is next? delusional derangement tied together with a bow my insanity looks simple next to the chaos that encapsulates me
By Canaan Trice2 years ago in Poets
in a moment of distress, i seek the solace of your presence
seeking solace as the tears beg for an escape i long for the comfort we make wanting to remember the closeness and divinity of these friendships
By Canaan Trice2 years ago in Poets
the corner booth
there’s a booth in the corner of my favorite coffee shop i sit there contemplating what life has to offer intently observing the world around me
By Canaan Trice2 years ago in Poets
Chaos Ensues
forgiveness i’ve harbored reconciliation hidden it in places you’ll never find fighting with the temptation of an apology
By Canaan Trice2 years ago in Poets
Why Do All Of My Friends Want to Kiss Me?
why do all of my friends want to kiss me? kitchen floor conversations he rested his head on my shoulder as he spoke fondly of his mother
By Canaan Trice2 years ago in Poets
As If There's More to Flesh Out
at the end again this isn't the first time won't be the last cemeteries feel oddly nostalgic as if i could call one home
By Canaan Trice2 years ago in Poets
Drowning
i am staring into the abyss the anxiety peels at my flesh and i am spinning in circles directionless i don’t even know where i’m at
By Canaan Trice3 years ago in Poets
freedom
standing room only the seats have been filled alone again but it was my choice I wonder what does it even mean?
By Canaan Trice3 years ago in Poets
grief in the lungs
grief in the lungs you’re gone and I can’t breathe maybe this all has to do with how Jesus was stabbed in the side on crucifixion day
By Canaan Trice3 years ago in Poets
I sink my fingers into the earth
I sink my fingers into the earth Fighting to hang on to what I know to be true But the one I thought was my friend was the one
By Canaan Trice3 years ago in Poets
What We Are Not Saying
What we are not saying the honest words that expose the dirty laundry we both hid so well What we are not saying I miss you but I don’t, but I do
By Canaan Trice3 years ago in Poets
Humbling Moment
you grow taller as i get smaller we once stood side by side the façade has been revealed and here i am beneath you still stumbling in surprise
By Canaan Trice3 years ago in Poets

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stained glass heart

in a moment of distress, i seek the solace of your presence

the corner booth

Chaos Ensues

Why Do All Of My Friends Want to Kiss Me?

As If There's More to Flesh Out

Drowning

freedom

grief in the lungs

I sink my fingers into the earth

What We Are Not Saying

Humbling Moment

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