“A monster’s lullaby,” no.111

Photo by mason cook on Pexels.com     When I come out of it My hands are shaking And my arms feel like dead weight. My mind is asleep. I can't quite think straight. When I come out of it I know that my  monsters have finally left To briefly rest. Oh, how I wish… Continue reading “A monster’s lullaby,” no.111

I’m not f’ing crazy. I’m just…damaged.

  **trigger warning**   You've got two black holes where your pretty eyes use to be. Two black holes staring blankly back at me. Where are you? Where did you go? Do you even know? My back is against the wall; your hands are around my neck and I'm crying, pleading, begging for you to… Continue reading I’m not f’ing crazy. I’m just…damaged.

Cobwebs in my brain (2)

    Here I am. I'm going crazy again. I'm losing my mind in a sense. Because of my monsters, the monsters that live deep inside of my head.   My demons unravel my nerves and play jump rope. And as they skip across fine lines, I suddenly lose hope. And when I lose hope… Continue reading Cobwebs in my brain (2)