I could have sworn we had made amends, well, maybe not amends but a type of loose truce. To stay out of each other's business, but there's something about these days. Time is moving faster and slower all at once. This old version of myself rearing her lonesome heart. Missing my family, the ones off … Continue reading Hello You
Tag: mentalhealth
COVID Blues
Most of us have no understanding or compassion towards how sensitive EVERYONE'S emotional states are after being locked down in houses gorging news, booze, and social media and it shows. Let's be aware that the majority of us, some more willing to admit than others, are dealing with some severe mental health degradation, phobias, addictions, … Continue reading COVID Blues
Get Some Rest
Hands raised,No fight left in this particular battle,Because you hide beneath the surface.I’ve dulled knives digging,Skinning myself like a rabbit,Only to find flesh sensitive to wind and touch,Still, you rear your vile head, Poisoning me and others.I shun, I beg, I curse and rip your rotten roots but it’s too lateand back you go into … Continue reading Get Some Rest
Get In Get Out
I sharpened them just for you,Cat clawing from the barrel only to reach the impenetrable layer. Back to the bottom,Hollow and damp, Harvest light cracking through the seams and I can smell and feel the other side despite being contained. I shaped the wind,Wrapping it tightly around my oppressor,I shook the earth with might,I shattered … Continue reading Get In Get Out
Traitor
We sat across each other admiring our mirrored features,I always knew you were in there.She winked.Perhaps why we'd never bore,Too many thoughts and conversations to be had,But to see you here on the outside of my thoughts while simultaneously still on the inside,Something different.I waved my arms overhead,And you crossed yours,“I’m not a fucking puppet.”I … Continue reading Traitor
House Call
“What the fuck are you doing here?”I must have blacked out or something. I guess not completely out of character but when I came to I was standing in the middle of a hollowed out tree and it was dark and freezing. I shivered and wrapped my arms around my body feeling bare skin, wondering … Continue reading House Call
CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES 