Sitting in silence. Staring at the wall. Floating with my demons. Drifting away from it all. Dancing with dissociative habits. Drowning in my pain. Folding inwards. My brain's at it again. Sitting in silence Wondering where the time goes As I'm staring out the window For hours on end. Hiding. Fighting. Slowly dying. I swear… Continue reading inward.
Tag: depression
Generational Curses part 1
When I think about generational curses in my lineage, I think about depression and anxiety. For me, it is depression that I consider to be the biggest curse I could ever run into. I want to break free but there are a few things I must understand wholeheartedly first. For me, breaking that curse does… Continue reading Generational Curses part 1
The Nightmare of R E A L I T Y
Little puppet on a string, they can make you do anything. They can make you dance, puppet, dance. They can seduce you into a trance. Sweet puppet, they will make you weak. They will make you cry. They'll make you do; they'll make you feel anything, anything, as they please. Whatever they want… Continue reading The Nightmare of R E A L I T Y
It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)
You probably don't understand me. You probably never will. I can tell you that my brain is scattered and to the brim it is filled with madness. My mind is never the same. I'm constantly changing. Forever. I can tell you that I'm a writer. I'm a poet. I know it. I can tell you… Continue reading It Takes Stepping Stones (to get to me)
May I Have This Dance, My Demon?
Come here. Take my hand. Let's dance for awhile. Hold me tight with all your might and maybe... I'll stand closer. Hold me tighter... like our life depends on it, like the air in our lungs depends on it. Wrap your fingers around mine. I don't care how tired I am anymore. Take my hand. Let's… Continue reading May I Have This Dance, My Demon?
Unraveling my soul 