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Fractals of light hook the eventide sky, their luster reflected across my line of sight by virtue of the dispersion of hydrogen, the scientific affair of your balmy days breaking through my numbing nights.

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Walking, walking, walking...wall. Not a literal wall, just a person. Not just a person, a girl. Black hair on a round head, going just past her shoulders and straight down her back. A blue shirt with blue jeans. A soft blue for the shirt, like a sky right after it storms, the kind of blue … Continue reading Fractals of light hook the eventide sky, their luster reflected across my line of sight by virtue of the dispersion of hydrogen, the scientific affair of your balmy days breaking through my numbing nights.

It takes some time, and then some more time, and even more time, and even more, more, more… I just have to believe it’ll get better in time.

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There was a girl I loved, in a way I can’t really express in words. More than just pretty, beautiful, stunning; she was light itself, curving around galaxies to catch my eye. She had the kind of voice where you never deleted her voicemails - no matter what she had to say, it was something … Continue reading It takes some time, and then some more time, and even more time, and even more, more, more… I just have to believe it’ll get better in time.

The silence carries with it weight; oxygen now exists in my lungs as heavy air, my throat unable to swallow such a solid mass, unwilling to give passage to that last breath, as I wasted it on words you never heard.

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I speak through my actions, louder than my words, Yet my words seem to scream off this page in a way my body never could. I write down the truth I’m either too afraid to verbalize or... No, that’s just it: a fear pays me well to hold my tongue, Demons, both real and living … Continue reading The silence carries with it weight; oxygen now exists in my lungs as heavy air, my throat unable to swallow such a solid mass, unwilling to give passage to that last breath, as I wasted it on words you never heard.

She wakes up every morning to the same sights and the same pain. It’s those images, the black-out curtains, lack of a working ceiling light, and the hideous antique lampshade, working in tandem, that break her heart a little more every day..

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Lying next to nothing but extra pillows and a bedside table, you realize how truly expansive a queen sized bed can be. Reaching as far as the former planet Pluto, it is just as cold when you are lying in that galaxy of a bed alone. It stretches so far that when you look out … Continue reading She wakes up every morning to the same sights and the same pain. It’s those images, the black-out curtains, lack of a working ceiling light, and the hideous antique lampshade, working in tandem, that break her heart a little more every day..

My feelings are still a mess of regrets and promises I made to myself on my lowest days…but they are the only promises I have left.

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“It was through your eyes that I was able to find out what this world really is. It was so big..to big for you...to cruel and cunning, to quick and papery, to soiled and full of sell outs...it was all to much of everything, but it was the same for me. It was the same … Continue reading My feelings are still a mess of regrets and promises I made to myself on my lowest days…but they are the only promises I have left.

I know what fear tastes like, how it sinks into your soul and creates…dark, so much darkness that everything is a shadow or unlit alley, and I can’t even run because I have no idea if I’m running away from the danger or getting closer to it.

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Red wine is what comes to mind When I think of how you poison me. It’s slow, delicate and good in small doses But I’m overwhelmed and drowning in your sea.   You are bitter to some, smooth to others It just depends on who you ask To me, you are nothing more than an … Continue reading I know what fear tastes like, how it sinks into your soul and creates…dark, so much darkness that everything is a shadow or unlit alley, and I can’t even run because I have no idea if I’m running away from the danger or getting closer to it.

It’s embarrassing to have to turn down every potential swimming adventure because you don’t want to ruin the fun when they see all those scars, those mistakes you obviously haven’t learned a damn thing from..

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I’ve buried myself in the Baltic, burned into my skin this rough salt water. My shipyards left barren, the lighthouse now a beacon for shadows and shame. No bravery lives here. My dreams were left behind, so nothing but my terror remains, feeding off the eerie winds that sound during all seasons. These waves carry … Continue reading It’s embarrassing to have to turn down every potential swimming adventure because you don’t want to ruin the fun when they see all those scars, those mistakes you obviously haven’t learned a damn thing from..

I only wanted to call to say that I’m sorry, but I didn’t know what I’m supposed to be sorry for, and so I found myself saying goodbye before we ever had the chance to talk.

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Have you ever found yourself leaning back in a chair so far that you fear you might just fall backwards and hit your head? Why lean so far back? Why keep pushing and pushing until you reach that ultimate tipping point, where gravity takes hold of you and forces you to accept physics as a … Continue reading I only wanted to call to say that I’m sorry, but I didn’t know what I’m supposed to be sorry for, and so I found myself saying goodbye before we ever had the chance to talk.

Every scar has a story, especially the ones that keep finding new friends.

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It feels like I am leaving my body behind for something much, much smaller. I'm not a shell waiting to be cracked, but nevertheless. I have to bust open. I have to break out. Well, more like break down. Tear down. Rip down. I have to rip it down, every last trace of the creature … Continue reading Every scar has a story, especially the ones that keep finding new friends.