So how does my story end? Is it a happy ending? Or is the truth of reality leading us to a sad realness that can’t be defined? The truth is, I don’t know. It’s day one for me again. Almost like being born for a second time. I’m learning how to cope with my moods, ...

Trigger warning: Mental health Now, where was I? Oh yeah, what the hell is wrong with me! Here I am wondering how I got to this place. What are my options? I thought for sure I was going to die! But I didn’t! How could this be? I survived but had no clue what the ...

the cold eyes of envy placed upon thee to shiver in the veins and arrest thy heart, thy steps in thine place strips of the pale moonlight outline shadows on thine face edges of your beauty cut like mountains great and looming to scrape that endless sky our gods, our husks, these things we hold ...

Some thoughts eat away at you Like a parasite Consuming everything until All that’s left Is an insatiable desire to focus on it It writhes throughout your veins Leaving traces of words left unsaid Things left undone And misunderstandings so strong They rise to the surface And form goosebumps on your skin. At the first ...

To have enough space inside  And hold so many feelings Is a blessing and a curse At best you feel euphoric A prison at it’s worst To keep it all within And keep the thoughts at bay Inside your head, I fear Is trapping a storm in a bottle Open it if you dare

Trigger warning: Mental health, suicide. Who turned out the light, I find myself in the dark. In a seedy hotel, far from home, doors are locked. I catch myself drifting in and out a state of consciousness. Is this my final moment or am I just left exhausted. I take a moment to collect myself, ...

darlings, remember, the dark shapes hiding in the night friendly enemies fornicating your good nature they peek out from under your bed, creep beneath your pillow, stalk the lonely roads of your dreams and breathe new life as figures that haunt your waking world his breath may linger hot on your skin burnt like a ...

It’s hard to be still But sometimes I need it So I can be filled With reflection   When I’m in a rush I have to remember To stop and just Take a moment to breathe   To always be in motion For fear that if I stop My waves of emotion Will sweep me ...

When it rains, it pours. It’s kind of funny– I mean this May, Phoenix had a whopping total of zero inches of rain, yet I still found myself drenched the entire month. It was quite disheartening because I was never prepared. I never seemed to have brought my raincoat and I never invested in a ...

Where were you the first time you realized there was a problem? A problem so big you couldn’t wrap your head around it? I can tell you where I was, 3,000 miles away driving away from ghosts. The first time I was 20 years old, the second 39 years old. Where was I heading, you ...