Dare to Dream. Live to Write.
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 →
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 →
The boys seemed to be kicking a large Bible. I wanted to join them and play, but momma squeezed my hand and said I couldn’t - she was probably right. After we started wearing the star of David, people didn’t seem to like us very much. My friends didn’t want to play with me any... Continue Reading →
My love for you is blinding. It shields the depression that forces me to sink into darkness, as if an anchor is tied to my foot. But my love for you - it saves me. It heals, teaches, and respects. I see the good in life because of you. I forgive - imagine that! I... Continue Reading →
Battered, Bruised. Ragged and Ruined. Offended. Knocked down. Empty. Nothing.
The kiss- Oh that one kiss, It changed my life Forever. It had been six months. Six long months since I knew I wanted you. I needed you. I craved you. Six suffocating months of swallowing my feelings, Feigning hate because admitting my love for you was just too hard. You didn’t want me. 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 →
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 