leather-bound journal

I had this thought, along the realms of... "who would I be if I wasn't so scared to be myself?" Even though I feel like I'm being more like me, I know that the person who exists inside my journal or talks to me nonstop all day inside my head is nothing like the one... Continue Reading →

You’re so Vain…

The monster was coming it was after me I could hear it panting it followed me It felt so familiar I didn't want to see The voice I knew when it spoke to me My thoughts were worded so carefully All that I rejected now visibly All is reflected You mirror me

Oops spells Opportunity

The strains, the stagnancy of stress The emphatic escalation of emotion I can’t express It’s like the illusion of ignorance During blissful smiles of self-inflicted duress Cacao is more of a yell than chocolatey goodness Where the cacophony of my mind won’t relent Until I spill words I don’t know like blood on pavement Like... Continue Reading →

Sick

The sneaky and slithering s crawling on your tongue tinged with bile and a remembrance a time when lies were little and white your body betrayed your mind A word you couldn’t utter until your tongue swelled to the point of release the ick of finishing a word you never wished to say Like choking... Continue Reading →

liars have bad breath

I curled up on you today The driest of tears rained down from my eyes My smile held captive in a tangled web of lies My arms cradle nothing as I had expected When chemistry leaves truths continuously rejected Love unrequited is a poisonous draught   I curled up on you and begged   I... Continue Reading →

Lambchopalypse

Of the infinite, I am ignorant It’s not for me to say, I’m just unsure if their definitions Are all that different anyway   What can never begin And goes on without end Is something too unknown For my mind to comprehend   Tho time is limited, I stay ignorant I trade my moments Like... Continue Reading →

We Don’t Need No Water…

A match was struck The straw caught fire The roof was burning And I was smiling The smoke was blinding Lungs were charred Blinked my eyes In my car Headlights flashed by Signals missed Radio’s talking Am I hearing this? Inside I’m burning Outside it’s fine The burning house Is just my mind I don’t... Continue Reading →

Hey Siri, what’s passive-aggressive?

"Is everything all right?” You ask, hoping for a yes, or maybe not. Reality is created on the letters spoken, and the spaces of the ones I think are true. And while I’m so busy assuming, I can’t possibly tell you, the worlds of words that live inside my head too.  And from another place,... Continue Reading →

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