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 →
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 →
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 →
Death. The thing everyone fears. The end. The dark... I’m not afraid. I feel a connection To the blackness. This dark side of me Has no fear. I embrace it. I embrace sin. I’m connected to death. Death is a part of me. Every dark corner in the hollows of my mind Resembles death. Death... Continue Reading →
This short poem is inspired by fall. Fall is full of new beginnings, full of freshness. As all of us head back to school, it really is an amazing opportunity to change and work on ourselves. Just like the seasons, people can change to - for the better. I need this. I want this.... Continue Reading →
Weeks were slow, months were fast. Moments were quick, but memories won’t last. Time goes on, I grow older. Finding myself, becoming colder. Every thought is a key to my future, every step closer to who I am. I walk down the street, eyes follow and taunt. My style is different, temperament liberal. Anomaly is... Continue Reading →
The Blonde Quill 