poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
Some people may read the title of this piece and immediately assume that I am a woman writing about the greatest loss of the greatest love of my life. In a way, they would be correct. These words hold sorrow over the loss of someone that I love. The only difference is this is situation… Continue reading The Deterioration of Us
"I'm okay. I'm just tired. Just been going through a lot lately. But I'm alright. I will be okay. I always am. Mom's just having a tough go of it. Life is difficult sometimes, well, a lot of times...no matter what stage we're in. And right now I need to sit here and think and… Continue reading Sitting Next to Motherhood
I dance with my beautiful demons; we spin chaotically around the hollow room, laughter booming, filling the stagnant air with music and madness. I love when my demons wrap me up in their magnetic strength. Tightly; forcefully, binding our ties together, as they hold me against their chest. They take my breath away, and god,… Continue reading Bound
To most people I am either too much, or not enough, and that used to bother me to the point where I’d make myself fit into any situation. I can’t do it anymore though. It hurts to stretch my skin or shrink myself down to an unrecognizable human. Solitude has become my main friend. There’s… Continue reading Breaking the mold
I'm not saying your betrayal turned my heart stone cold, but it's definitely not as warm as it used to be. I'll never feel the same way again, that I know for sure. My heart mended months ago, but you took so many pieces with you, so there are holes where air seeps through, and… Continue reading hypothermia
Unraveling my soul 