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)

Childish feelings but Validity says, “Let them breathe.”

  Let's be honest. Do I even want to save myself? Do I even give a fuck if I fall apart? Let's be honest. I've not been kind to my body. I've not been smart with my heart. My lungs hurt more and more every day Because of all the smoke that I've sucked in… Continue reading Childish feelings but Validity says, “Let them breathe.”