You and I are no longer strangers to this land in fact we know it so well we have abandoned it to not lay waste to its natural beauty. I have returned recently and my heart races. I hope not of fear but of desire. But oh how it races. I know not if my […]
If I told you I cry most days when I think of you. Not because I miss you, which I do, but because you are the only person who can see write through me and that is not easy. I am dense. I know it is of little consolation, but the mere fact I am […]
Saturday, November 10, 2012
I’ve been on the ride so long I have memorized every curve, every bump, every turn in the tracks, and yet I do not see that I am simply going around in circles over and over again. NOt sure if I can still bleed, I pinch myself now and then when the turn feels a […]
I do believe that I have convinced myself that I am doing anything but hiding. in this cave, a few inches shy of being six feet under, I quietly tall myself that it is all at my fingertips, ready to be had. Wasted time, denied moments, if I only finish this one last thing all […]
The fifth day and all is not well. Months have passed and much has been lost. Time can not be regained, never could. I knew that going in. I ended on the worst note. To know I still can is of little comfort, to have done it for what I did is soul crushing. My […]
I am beginning to realize that my losing my mind is not the worst thing in the universe. It may in fact be the saving grace for my life. I just wish I could let go and stop. Why do I follow something that has questioned everything I exist for? Why do they both exist […]
Friday, February 24, 2012
The shore is no longer in sight, has not been for some time. I keep wondering what happens now if I stop kicking. It is late, this is short. I am hungry, I am tired. How many days can I wake up to the same thought and rest my head to the same day?
I find myself standing in a pool of my own making. The revelation is that all of my best relationships in life have been based on a fight. There are few, if any, I would burn in hell for that I haven’t dragged through the torment that is my mind, and vice versa. I stare […]
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Sad. Well, maybe sad is not the word. Lost? yes. I wish I could go home. I wish I had a home to go to. I will get there and I will feel the same way as I do now. I can’t escape it, I know. Why? There’s no place to go. I think I […]
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
By: me I’m lost. Sad. Do I suffer from depression or am I just sad. It’s funny, I really do wish I was more liked. I’m not sure why. Probably because I don’t really like myself too much. That’s an issue. I’m tired.