poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I hope everything that you own still smells like me and I hope that every time you wear that hoodie that I loved so much that you feel a tug at your heartstrings and I hope you feel like you are wrapped up in my touch. I hope you realize what we had and I… Continue reading Are you happy now?
**I wrote this 4 days into the separation. As I rewrite and reread it now to document this journey, I realize so many truths that I did not see before. Clarity is one hell of a thing, man. What I hope this breakup teaches me is...I should NEVER have to beg a man to give… Continue reading Grief is coming…
If this pain does me any good...it will be found in my poetry."A+H I feel sick to my stomach. I feel like I am going insane. I don't know what to do except take everything day by day. But how do I focus when my whole world has fallen apart? How do I keep going… Continue reading Bloody pieces of my heart
I wish you would have let me in. I wish you would have believed me all the times that I said I'd be there for you. We were a team. At least, we were supposed to be. And I know that there were many times that I was completely self absorbed with my own problems… Continue reading Hopeless Fool
This morning I woke up to a very intense anxiety attack. I'm still trying to catch my breath. My ears have been ringing for hours (since last night) and my head has been spinning and my dreams were extremely chaotic. I am tired. No. I am exhausted. No, that word isn't strong enough either. I… Continue reading This morning…
Unraveling my soul 