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
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
Everything But The Rain…
Whenever it would rain, I used to cry. This was very common in my Sophomore year of high school, as there was a lot of drama personally with my family and in my close friend groups. I always saw rain as a weakness, an explosion of raw emotion. There was something about it that made … Continue reading Everything But The Rain…
Highlights
I told myself that 2019 would be my year. I guess I can say it was, and I can also say that it wasn't. I'm not going to do the norm and reflect on the year as a whole, but I will note the steps I took to make change in my life that will … Continue reading Highlights
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
All For Love
I wish I had the strength to continue writing about him in a poetic way, because maybe that would garner attention and love to me for writing something so romantic. It would keep the time I had with him in a neat little bubble that I could only look at with rose colored glasses. But, … Continue reading All For Love
Everybody Dies In Their Nightmares
Drifting, fading, shrinking. When the night terrors refuse to subside, I’m left trapped inside my miserable skull. I can’t do it. I can’t fight it. I wanna find a peace of mind, but I don’t feel strong enough. Not when peaceful sleep is often a rarity. I feel the fade and I suppose I’ll try … Continue reading Everybody Dies In Their Nightmares
Rise Again.
I know how it started. At least, think I do. I think I began to know too much. I started learning through trial and error that sometimes bad things happen repeatedly, and I can’t stop most of them. Then I remember those things I could have prevented, but didn’t. As I watch life pass by, … Continue reading Rise Again.
Feeling Drives Work 