"What do you want to do?" A question that has long daunted me and one I try to push to the back of my mind... But also one I try to pull back to the front because I know how important it is. I didn't know the answer to this question when I started college, … Continue reading We Need to Dream
Category: human experience
Under the Stairs
I remember him Perfectly. At times it feels like I was given a little demon I can't get rid of An anger constantly waiting for the right moment to burst A shame no one would have guessed lies behind the facade of my delightful smile A burning fire inside my heart that I both hate … Continue reading Under the Stairs
The “Michael” Wound
Even if I forgive him And accept him for who he is He could never rise to his duty Because change is below him And he is who he is. "You can't miss what you never knew" Isn't always true Because when I look at other people I see the previews Of something beautiful I … Continue reading The “Michael” Wound
What I Would Say to You
I love you And I'm sorry That things turned out this way. I wish we could get along Like we used to. But now this space between us Only seems to grow larger And god FUCKING DAMN IT It rips my heart in two! I never wanted to be enemies! But I had to stand … Continue reading What I Would Say to You
Under Revision
I hate myself. I have for a while. It's just now apparent to me. With one eye I glare inwardly with disgust And regret. While the other Gleams upon others with desire. I'm trying to kill Who I am And bring to life Who I am not. Because I Am not Enough. At least not … Continue reading Under Revision
My Necessary Detriment
There's something about weddings that equally fills my heart as well as hurts it. I've just attended three weddings in one month. I was ecstatic to have been able to be part of them all and to witness such an incredibly special day. I was part of something that brought people together. People. That's what … Continue reading My Necessary Detriment
What I Say
I need saving from myself. I am Complacent. And I hate it. "Then stop moaning about it and do something!" I say to myself. The two of us aren't very kind when we talk. "No shit dumbass, because you'll never motivate yourself unless someone's kicking your ass!" That's true I hate being pushed around. It … Continue reading What I Say
A New Generation of Pain
"He pulled a gun and put his hands on her" Gun - Hands That's all I heard I never thought I'd hear those words. I'm stunned at how one sentence can change your world Because now their kid is in foster care Since the mom wants to stay hitched with the felon. In fact she … Continue reading A New Generation of Pain
Smile
Nobody likes an insecure person. So I'm sorry. But it's alright because I've learned by now To hide the signs you've hurt me. It's the little things That slip past my armor's cracks Which are the injuries I'll never show. Because who likes someone who can't take a joke? But you'll never know it stung … Continue reading Smile
The Making of... 