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Tossing & Turning Waiting for Morning Waiting for a Distraction Any Distraction My Ribs are Caving In Butterflies Racing in My Stomach My Heart Racing Faster When Will This End? I am Nervous I am Afraid I am Powerless The Anxiety in My Head Attacking My Body No Relief No Peace No... Continue Reading →
Her spirit knows there is something wrong before it is physically manifested. She has anxious, looming thoughts and feelings about the future. At night, her body curls up as she dreams of the depressing inevitable. She awakes, shaking, feeling a tear slide down her cheek. "No", she begs. "Please no..." The days continue on, the... Continue Reading →
If he loves me, he will try. If he loves me, he won't yell. If he loves me, he will communicate. If he loves me, he will listen. If he loves me, he won't leave. But - If he does not, he will walk away. If I love myself, I will not let his... Continue Reading →
The breeze from the open car window grazed my face, blew my long hair back and seemed to clear my mind with its purity. I closed my eyes, enjoying the softness of the air that brought freedom to my spirit. The sun kissed my face, warming my skin and undoubtedly forcing my freckles to become... Continue Reading →
Reality sucks, I hate it... But I know it is coming for me. I am perfectly comfortable Living in the romanticism in my mind, The dreams of my heart And hopes for the future. But now, Everything feels like it's crumbling - Down, down, down... Into the depths of despair. I am scared. I... Continue Reading →
Spiraling Into madness. My brain So anomalistic Idiosyncratic Unparagoned Encumbered. It hurts Oh how it hurts. My thoughts Cut through my mind Sharp Painful Bloody... I’m bleeding. A cocaphony In my brain. Loud, confusing, caustic. I’m spiraling Down Down Deeper still. Indelicate black tunnels Pull me farther in. I can’t see now. I feel the... Continue Reading →
Talk to me Say something One word Just one Please... I need - I need to know Where you stand With me. Say something. What do you feel, What do you think, What have I done wrong... I want to explode I want to rip my hair out One by one. These thoughts They attack... Continue Reading →
I think you like the idea of feeling too much, of experiencing too much and letting the things inside you float away. I think you want people to notice you but want others to think that isolation pumps through your veins. I think you care too much but you pretend as if nothing bothers you.... Continue Reading →
You don't see me. You see your expectations of me. You see a version of me that you want, Or expect me to be. They say "She's a whore", "She's dumb" "She's a bitch" "She's selfish"... You don't see me. I don't fit into a box, I'm hard to understand, I'm uniquely me. The world refuses... Continue Reading →
Magnets. They pull together. One is drawn towards the other. It is their nature. You hold the magnets just close enough, you can't pull them apart. The draw is too strong. We pulled apart. It felt unnatural. Sudden. Yet, the draw is there. You came back. I never left. We tried so hard... Continue Reading →
The Blonde Quill 