Estoy dejando ir

I want to let go. There are no fluffy words or poetic sentiments I can muster tonight. My thoughts are halted by the regime of exhaustion and apathy. I want to speak, but the air devours my words before they may be heard. I have not felt this alone in many dark moons. Helpless. Hopeless. […]

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Keturah

I don’t know what to do with myself. I hate nights like these. Empty. Spoiled. Long. I am a child. And I can’t breathe. My brain hurts. It’s not a headache. My brain is itchy and scratchy and needs to be soothed and calmed. Everything feels wrong. My hands hold my head. I need comfort, […]

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Time’s Confessions

Time leaves me sad.

Time starts ticking. The thick, heavy hours creep behind me, lethargically following me into my personal hell. Life slows down and elongates itself into eternity. Time spawns replicas of itself, burgeoning forth as every instant feels like infinity. Each second hurls itself at me, expectantly waiting for me to placate the duration with purpose. But I am […]

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The Miserable Ones

It’s not insignificant; it’s my life; it’s my mood. I thought I had made peace with my obsession, but my definition of self-respect, self-worth, and confidence is still determined by my weight.    I only wear sweat pants so no one can see the shame layered on my hips and thighs. I don’t want to leave […]

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Self-Inflicted Solitaire

Originally dated 12-29-2012 Updated 1-1-2018 Though I still suffer from social anxiety, I’ve made a lot of progress and things are much better since this older post. ________________________________________________________________ Self-Inflicted Solitaire Emptiness lingers on inside, A constant, unyielding pain, Competing with despair that thrives While the blues pour down a drenching rain. A hollow wind storms in my conscious, Acutely aware of what […]

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