CHALK OUTLINE

There it was just lying there Purpose holding tight to hope Clinging so hard to the dwindling Dominance of a careless faith That the ground began to rise As if dark itself was being born

JAGGED LITTLE PIECES

Like glitter falling from a broken sky Jagged little pieces of atmosphere Cut through these hands of mine There are no silver horizons and Only shards to illustrate the moon Who will fall out of these reflections Once the ground collects their souls

WORTHless

It’s reality My perspective It’s dangerous It’s painful It’s persistent My heart Is silent My brain Is chaotic My life feels MEANINGless My efforts feel WORTHless

IGNORANCE IS DANGEROUS

As much as I’ve read and as much as I’ve dealt with my own situation I’m still shocked at how certain things will trigger me. Each time I’m telling myself to just get over it already. Yes, as a victim I tell myself that. I’m ashamed and infuriated that some things still attack the parts…

IT’S A MATTER OF LIFE

I remember the exact moment it felt like everything in my life changed. It was like a strange shift. A falling through floors. As if destiny was reaching out urging me to take its hand. To be honest, that night was blurry as though I wasn’t in my right mind or had too much to…

IF NOT WORDS

    I started writing over a decade ago. Just started this blog one day and started writing. No game plan other than to write. I was tired of trying to drown my thoughts out with music. Tired of trying to explain how torturous my thoughts were to those close to me. Tired of feeling…

DANGEROUS FALSE NARRATIVES

When I was a little girl I remember reading about the Great Depression. Reading the Grapes of Wrath was the first time I’d heard about poverty. Everything I knew about the poor started there. Later I learned that it was Black Monday that kicked off the Great Depression. Men jumped out of windows because the…

HASTY VERSION 2.0

The electricity flows Through skin and bone Anxiety restless A pacing back and forth How do I look? Examines body Fusses over face How do I sound? Practices hello I’m so happy to meet you Smile and smile again Laugh small Make sure it reaches Your mascara eyes Practice makes perfect Remember People are drawn…

NOT EVERYONE IS HIM

Can inconsistency be a trauma? The way he said he loved me The way his eyes devoured me How his hands moved over me I remember feeling so high Destination cloud nine please He did everything right Made me lemon squares Opened my doors for me Dressed up to take me out “Let’s just drive…