Friday, February 28, 2014
Monday, February 24, 2014
Hands Down
Sleep is so much better than being awake. Even if I do get a lot of nightmares, my good dreams are what keep me alive.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Father Of Mine
Just told me I'm too much of a smart ass and need to act dumb around males. What the fuck. America just jumped back 50 years.
Fuck that. The worst thing you could do is stay silent. Fuck what anybody says and do you.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Thursday, February 13, 2014
The Dark Place
You're away, use that, abuse it.
Come out reborn.
He who doesn't fight for you is never the one. He who lets you go so easily is never the right one. It's his loss and never yours. You only brought out the honesty in him that much quicker.
Erase him from yourself.
Forever shield yourself.
I give up on love.
Because love gave up on me a long time ago.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Friday, February 7, 2014
Blank
How?
how am I supposed to live this way?
Every day, every goddamned, day to day.
Trapped air,
pressurized, when my skin feels
always, still so bare.
How?
how am I supposed to live this way?
With each, painful breathe,
I force myself to intake.
Wet eyes, always just behind.
Anxiety, you'd think it were planned,
matched, to dark-changing tide highs.
Sidenote***- Wrote this on a whim, will finish it later when I have time.
I hope you all are feeling way better than I am today. Good luck and cheers to you, lovers.
how am I supposed to live this way?
Every day, every goddamned, day to day.
Trapped air,
pressurized, when my skin feels
always, still so bare.
How?
how am I supposed to live this way?
With each, painful breathe,
I force myself to intake.
Wet eyes, always just behind.
Anxiety, you'd think it were planned,
matched, to dark-changing tide highs.
Sidenote***- Wrote this on a whim, will finish it later when I have time.
I hope you all are feeling way better than I am today. Good luck and cheers to you, lovers.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Lovely
It's lovely how certain songs immediately transport you back to a great nostalgic feeling. It's as if all your troubles have melted away for the duration of that song. We live in moments, and sometimes all it takes, is merely a moment.
Sunday Morning by Maroon 5. (Before they sold out lol)
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Saturday, February 1, 2014
Held Captive
There is a darkness inside of me that I know will always be there, just lurking underneath the surface.
It's like a wolf under the moonlight, who has to gain control every once in a while because she needs to roam free from being suppressed all of the time. It's only matter of time, always.
As of right now I thought I was on the road to recovery, but even on track with my medication, I'm beginning to feel like I'm slipping again. Is it only a matter of time? How do you live with this? I answer my own questions, just as I have for the 25 years I have been alive.
It doesn't get easier each time as time progresses, they still sting just as much as it were initially. I'm a prisoner within my own body.
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