I wanted to be the perfect person I wanted to be the perfect mother I wanted to be the perfect sister I wanted to be the perfect friend I wanted to be the perfect author I wanted to be the … Continue reading Perfect
Here we go, Down Alice’s rabbit hole I drink the potion To make me sane That very same potion that drowns my pain This wound I have … It’s bleeding I’m hemorrhaging How can it heal? I haven’t stopped drowning … Continue reading Light It Up
I want to write you I want to write you into darkness Disappear into blackness I’d have you write your lyrics on your wrists To be sung about on the Styx I want you to disappear into oblivion No Heaven No Hell Simply you alone with your thoughts Always. Depression is a blackguard that will steal your joy. Depression, if anything, is the utter absence of hope. Imagine awaking each day, with no hope… that each day will blur the line into the next and only slumber separates you. If Continue reading Personification.