Spiraling

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 ghosts Of my past Tug at me. I’m pulling apart. … Continue reading Spiraling

Talk to Me

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 me Like a swarm of bees Like a hurricane Like … Continue reading Talk to Me

See Me

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 to see me. Refuses to even try to understand my heart … Continue reading See Me

Glass

Glass hearts, so fragile, so easy to break. Broken glass. My heart is shattered.  Shards of broken pieces stab my insides.  Moving forward hurts.  Moving backwards hurts more. Maybe I love the feeling of pain.  Maybe I love brokenness and depression because it makes me feel something. Maybe I love getting hurt over and over again because I deserve it. Maybe I love giving a … Continue reading Glass

Run

Her hair flows behind her as she runs through the darkness.  Life hits her at every angle, but she continues to get back up.  Her body is covered in bruises, scrapes and scars.  Each mark from a hurtful word, a painful touch, a self hating thought… She still runs. Her body is weak, but her mind is strong.  She gets up.  She runs. What is … Continue reading Run