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: subconsious
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?
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
Seeing What’s Next
The November air forms a thin veil around the campus. Elizabeth and I exit her car and make a walk to the nearest steps. I look over to my right and I see her there, with her Americano from Starbucks being cradled in her hands, giving her body warmth as she is wearing my Tokyo … Continue reading Seeing What’s Next
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.
Broken Pieces
Dear Nate, I don’t think there was ever a time in my life where I felt more distressed. The amount of pain that I felt was so far beyond unbearable. I was ready to dip into Death’s sweet nectar. I lost my sanity. I lost myself. I broke myself. I found you before I broke, … Continue reading Broken Pieces
Let Go
To say that letting go is easy depends on what exactly it is. Letting go of a dollar, more or less, is easy depending on the need and substance it delivers. And as I have learned in life, through trial and error, that we are not meant to hold onto everything. We are meant to … Continue reading Let Go
Feeling Drives Work 