poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I know that I can live without you, but that doesn't mean that I want to. Am I crazy? Am I batshit crazy for thinking that maybe you will come around? I am fucking crazy. Because you haven't made a sound. Weeks have gone by and all this time, you are silent. I miss you… Continue reading hurting
This decade tore me to pieces. I became multiple people in order to survive. I found myself begging, pleading, SCREAMING For a sign from the divine. Something to help me understand my journey. Something to reassure me that I'd be alright. This decade tore me to shreds. It created a monster inside of my head.… Continue reading fractured face
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.
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 spent most of last week filling this massive void with distractions, some healthy, some extremely unhealthy. I felt great. I felt overly great. I was on a high. I was tripping over clouds. But the mania came crashing down and now I am in the darkness again. Now I feel depressed and broken again.… Continue reading crash & burn (2)
Unraveling my soul 