Time is a slow and steady suffocation. It took a little bit before I realized that I didn’t know what it looked like, to be sorry for taking up air. I apologized for being an inconvenience, yes. But the depth of my pain grows deeper as I reach for the light. I was so creative, … Continue reading Choking.
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Happy Birthday
I’ve written countless drafts about you. A lot of them seem to state the same facts about you, because the one gift I want to give is honesty through my words about you. Writing about you is hard, because I know you know yourself well. What can I show you through a different set of … Continue reading Happy Birthday
I Am Listening.
I spent the first two years of my life screaming. My body was in pain, my stomach wasn’t equipped to handle the harsh wasteland it found itself in. Honestly, I feel like screaming is an appropriate reaction to existing. When I was done screaming, all I could do was watch the world pass me by, … Continue reading I Am Listening.
Is this me?
I do not remember how I got here. I stand surrounded by a maze of mirrors. I do not hate the girl I see with an ocean of blonde just a few shades darker than white stitched to her scalp. I feel bad for her. Her features do not belong on her round cherub angel … Continue reading Is this me?
Enough
If you want to know me, maybe you should first take note of the simple title I’ve laid out. No one should be confused, and I don’t want to leave anyone with out hope after reading my stories. Teachers are great bullshitters, and anything that you can justify adequately in the English and arts classes … Continue reading Enough
Spider
Eight legs. The average lifespan of these things vary way more than you would think. So, can I ask you, why did you move in? Could you sense that I wouldn’t want to kill you? Did you know that most likely I would consistently forget to trap you in some Tupperware and toss you out … Continue reading Spider
Necklace
You killed me. Somehow I allowed myself to grow so infatuated with you, so I can’t break this habit of feeling like I really want your company. And then, I understood that you didn’t care. It feels like you saw my soul, and you decided you wanted to corrupt its wavelength. You knew, you warned … Continue reading Necklace
$218.63
yeah, this sum is made up of one dollar bills bundled tightly in a gallon ziplock bag and change in a jar. why do you ask? I earned every penny. if you know my family, you wouldn't really care. I was handed everything. Truthfully, while I was given a good percentage of what I wanted, … Continue reading $218.63
Save myself
“I gave all my oxygen to people that could breatheI gave away my money and now we don’t even speak.I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me? Oh honestly?” . You’re speaking words masked with love, But I don’t feel warmth in your touch. It’s hard to believe what you … Continue reading Save myself
So Mean
It’s not getting better. It’s probably not a good thing for the surrounding environment around me to reflect the raging storm inside my brain. Yet, I love it. See, everything is gloomy and drowning while the leaves of the trees scream in vibrant colors before they shrivel up and fall away from their life giving … Continue reading So Mean
Feeling Drives Work 