Aglow

Words spark wildfires inside my mind and trail through the fibers of my soul. I don't bother to address the flames, as I know I am not equipped to handle such a blaze. Inside I sit in the thick of it, engulfed by red and orange light that sears my happiness. To you it's mere … Continue reading Aglow →

Inevitable Change

Stay forever, because I'm quite certain I would die without you.

Processed Emotions

Excited, because we had a new adventure to begin. Devastated, because I wanted this more than I realized. Lost, because losing something you never had is still a loss.

Love Doesn’t Make Me Forget

Sad doesn't even describe it, when the neat little lines designed to make me feel fail to make me feel anything. Maybe this is depression or maybe just heartbreak. I don't know anymore. All I know is that the words that stung the most left the mouths of those who claim to love me. And … Continue reading Love Doesn’t Make Me Forget →

God, Does the Truth Fucking Hurt

"Well, obviously I find them attractive." I know I asked the question, but I didn't expect that to be your answer. I will never get those words out of my head. I guess you do get what you ask for.

Seared

Words fall like acid raindrops and I struggle to avoid them. The ones that make contact sear into my skin, etching themselves into the fabric of my being. It's unnerving when the rain suddenly stops, though. The sunshine breaks through the gloom, clouds dissolve into joyful rays of gentle love. The change in the atmosphere … Continue reading Seared →

Honestly

Maybe, just maybe, I am not meant for a world like this; where gravity pulls up my broken pieces, exposes me to the dangers that exist here. Maybe I am too broken to exist.

Sorry for the Silence

We fought about my insecurities and you made the comment, "You're just going to keep bringing this up, so why finish the conversation?" And I've been lost in my head ever since, obsessing over the issue and noticing little things that make me wonder, why would he do that? But I can't say anything to … Continue reading Sorry for the Silence →

Burn The Pages

I sit with a zippo in my hands, lit, dancing against the pages of a paperback novel I hesitated to write. Flame licks worn page corners, begs to devour the stories inside, and I don't hesitate to allow it's feast. Inferno engulfs, delighted by the memoir; allows me to watch the burn as singed words … Continue reading Burn The Pages →

Visionary

Color me vivid, with pinks to represent the strong and blues to represent the dainty and green to represent the growth. Color me creative, with black to represent the integrity and white to represent the purity, and orange to represent the fire inside. Color me complete, with yellow to represent the positive, and red to … Continue reading Visionary →