poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I'm a walking contradiction lately. I'm such an awful mess. You see, I've been so much happier and yet there is this immense amount of sadness and anger crawling around in my chest. I wish I could rip open my sternum and get rid of it. If only the monster would detach from my rib… Continue reading Torn
Truly darling, there is no going back, only moving forward. So let me propel myself off of this cliff. Let me dive into perpetual darkness and I shall swim towards the hazy abyss. What's the matter, baby? You don't like me like this? You don't like when I tell you how it really is? How… Continue reading Cliff Diving
It's like I keep breaking over and over again. And I can't shake this feeling that I'm witnessing my own death. So many parts of me have been buried 6 feet down. So if you knew me then, you do not know me now.
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
Unraveling my soul 