When I experienced bad bouts of anxiety and depression I would isolate. I still do. Avoid socializing. Avoid commitment. Avoid stimulation. I would escape into my own head and look for comfort there. But I would never find it. When someone with depression reaches out to talk and they are scolded or told to just…
I used to blackout when I drank. Not always but quite often. Blackout doesn’t mean you act any differently than your inebriated self would act. It just means you won’t remember what you did, what you said, or where you went. Your memory was too drunk to record. Therefore, no memory. Swimming motion Blurs the…
It’s been awhile since I’ve had the time to blog. You get divorced, become a single parent, and the whole world changes. BUT I feel I finally have things pulled together enough to come back. I miss you! I started a YOUTUBE channel where I basically just read my poetry. So much harder than…
They lie static without Tethered to wanting Refraining from light The length grows wide And steps grow dark As they run into eyes That can’t see anymore As they slump under And fall into holes That were never dug Just born from life Having been betrayed Where revenge lurks And storms grow Into electrical impulses
Sonia is my first guest on Hastywords in quite awhile. Please give her a warm welcome and help her share her story. I’ve recently been a target of an attempt at bullying. I didn’t think this could happen to me, so I’m writing because I want to help others feel safer and stronger. I…
I’m paralyzed Inside thoughts I’ve overanalyzed Finding demons I’ve devised I’m not surprised It’s an everyday Compromised and Fertilized in fear And perfectly Standardized Inside my mind Clarified and Glorified amen My logic vaporized An ineffective virucide No longer quarantined And left to colonize Inside your love *I was thinking about Alien today and wanted…
I don’t feel like I am a negative person. Do I get weighed down sometimes in all the shit I read and witness? Yes. Do I let it keep me from trying to do good? No. Do I try to stay positive even when the depths of Hell raise up and try to devour us…
I’m a big fan of honesty. I think if we hurt we should speak. We shouldn’t suffer in silence. But I have learned, over and over again, not every feeling or emotion needs to see the light of day in order for us to heal. In fact, voicing certain feelings can be harmful to other…
Crashes about on rocks Sharp, cutting, slicing The wind keeps following Pushing me to move But I don’t want to, can’t Legs feel like headstones As sand etches words Into my broken skin My lips hide from hope As my heart leaps And falls back again A painfully dark cycle I stand as a…
