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.
Tag: philosophy
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.
Space, Part 3
Sometimes I need spiritual space. I swear that this will be the end of the trilogy of space. Or I will try and make it the end. If it extends, it extends.I was raised in a primarily Christian household. My mom is a very firm believer in the Christian faith, but I wasn't. I am … Continue reading Space, Part 3
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.
Another Saturday Night
These late nights just seem to blur together at this point in time. Too many times, I end up doing the same things, and I can't believe that I haven't noticed it yet. I've always prided myself cleaning before I leave, have some existential crisis, lament my life choices on the car ride home, resolve … Continue reading Another Saturday Night
City of Trees
No one can stand the harshness of the real world all the time. If you're stuck thinking about your reality for too long, you will probably shatter under its weight. You gotta have somewhere to go. You wanna know where I go? I always find myself in the City Of Trees where my nightmares and … Continue reading City of Trees
remembering to forget
I don't like forgetting people. I have this belief, this life philosophy that the love you give people isn't wasted. Ever. I don't care what you did to me and it doesn't really matter if we never talk again. Every moment I invest into a human being never will bring me regret. You were the … Continue reading remembering to forget
Feeling Drives Work 