carousel of depression

The one thing I hate the most about depression is that it is so unpredictable for me. I have gone weeks without feeling an ounce of sadness or worthlessness and then suddenly the chaotic carousel decides to run again and I can't jump off before it's spinning out of control and the friction from the… Continue reading carousel of depression

hello, demons, i have missed u

Shouldn't I fear my demons' presence whenever I sense them in my room? "Hello, old friend," I say as I waltz towards the doom. Those words... how they flow so effortlessly out of my mouth, so smooth, like I just knew, like I have no doubt that their bodies will move every which way that… Continue reading hello, demons, i have missed u

Wretched Toxicity: The Purge

You know that urgent sense of heaviness that consumes your body right before you're about to purge the emotions that you have so desperately been clinging onto? Your throat tightens, you feel this lump and you can't swallow, can't push it down, it just sits there, stagnant, waiting for you to let it all out.… Continue reading Wretched Toxicity: The Purge

battlefield

I am at war. I can barely figure out who I am anymore. My mind is being torn in different directions. My "selves" are playing tug-o-war with my senses. They are playing racketball with my brain. I cannot think straight. One minute I am confident then the next minute I am filled with doubt then… Continue reading battlefield