• the clockwork of the mind, with a ticking clock behind the person

    Standing on the precipice Anticipating the plungeYet, poisonous talons of fear Tear into my flesh Sinking deep into my hand,anesthetizing prefrontal cortex Pumping procrastination obstructing my veinswith anxiety and doubt Blue inky blood Childish scribblingsEtched underneath Ashen complexion and dark circlesSurrounding my eyes Fidgety fingers Ripping at nails and skinfingers bleeding The sound of the ...
  • 1304

    They say it’s okay to walk away, but no one ever said it would be easy. I like to think I’ve learned a lot in the last couple of years. When I was younger, I wanted to be nothing short of conventional. I wanted to be a housewife and I wanted to live in my ...
  • 1888

    Emptiness fills my heart It’s happening again Loving you, being so far apart Where do I fit in? Alone again, I cry Pictures of you So hard, I try What am I to do? There’s nothing left to fight Time has passed us by What’s wrong or right? Living in this lie Moments to never ...