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: space
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.
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
Warm Sweatshirts in the Cold Winter
Today is Christmas. I am not usually a fan of Christmas, as it brings lots of fights over material belongings. This year wasn't too bad, since I bought some of the stuff I wanted and made my wish lists pretty simple. But I want to make this post about one item I am truly happy … Continue reading Warm Sweatshirts in the Cold Winter
My iPod
I have to write this. I felt my heart attach to this prompt as soon as I thought of it and now I get the chance to go at it.In the third grade, I was given my first taste in music. I had been gifted a green iPod shuffle, first generation with 2GB of space. … Continue reading My iPod
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
Door
Out of all the rules my house has, I think the one I hate the most is the rule on doors.I can't remember how long it's been instated, but ever since I can remember my dad has always hated us to have our doors closed. I don't know what he was thinking when we had … Continue reading Door
WHY
Hey. Guess what? Could you notice that I have problems? Is it written on my face or something? Because apparently everyone can read my thoughts or something like that.A lot of times I get questioned about why I do the things that I do. Most of the time that I get that question, I often … Continue reading WHY
Believer
I don't know about you, but I am a firm believer in change. I believe that everyone has the capacity to make change. Change, in a measuring stance, can be anywhere from making one choice between your favorite ice cream brand, or change leading up to a revolution. And I know that this is a … Continue reading Believer
Feeling Drives Work 