Shouldn't I fear my demons' presence whenever I sense them in my room? "Hello, old friend," I say as I waltz towards the doom. Those words... how they flow so effortlessly out of my mouth, so smooth, like I just knew, like I have no doubt that their bodies will move every which way that… Continue reading hello, demons, i have missed u
Tag: sadness
Processing Grief
Forgive me if I'm quiet and don't have much to say. My heart hurts a little extra today. The sun came up and all I wanted to do was cover myself back up and hide underneath the covers. I'd rather be alone while my weary soul feels smothered by sadness; while my grief-stricken bones ache… Continue reading Processing Grief
Risk
What a wicked game of Russian roulette, love is. How someone can go from spilling their adorations for you all over your soul to suddenly becoming so heartless and placing a gun to your temple and pulling the trigger and the aftermath is so bloody and bitter and you wonder, "How did we end up… Continue reading Risk
(No Longer) Left Wondering (2)
Remember how you asked him if there was someone else and he looked you dead in the eye and said so confidently, "No." Remember how you sat on the bed next to him and cried and said, "I don't know why I feel so insecure. I want to trust that you are telling me the… Continue reading (No Longer) Left Wondering (2)
hurting
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
Unraveling my soul 