If my skin were translucent.. you would see the demons, that chisel away at my heart, The monsters that tear at my mind, day in day out day in day out morning night morning night. You think I am strong because I am charismatic and because you have seen me fight. I am strong because … More No Room For.
There are moments when we feel loss, in a way that ravages the outskirts of even the boundaries that we have set for ourselves. In the next breath, we can swim through love, as though it were a kind of sickness, that tears through the lungs and leaves you choking on its depths. I have … More Souvenirs of Yesterday
Apply pressure to the wound Circle the drain Forgive those beside you They know not who they maim.. Or they do. They picked you. Demons that crawl upside down Twist their necks to look down At the artwork they have created in your paper mache heart. You can scratch, with no relief at the lack … More Prayer for the Restless