Let us for argument sake say, that you would die today. Let us for argument sake say, That a video of your life would play. A blow by blow account of all that has taken place. What would be the expression on your newly dead face? Would you weep and beg to go back? Would … More Death’s Video Footage
Remembering you, is like placing my lips on a heavy bottomed whiskey glass, filled with tiny sharp shards of a broken mirror and tilting it into my mouth. Slicing my tongue, the same tongue that licked the blood from your lips when you fell into my glass desk. Tearing at my throat, with a familiar … More Let Go.
There are moments, when I am doing nothing of any importance, or I am engaged in a conversation, or even when I am mad busy with work… and I am forced to pause because a collection of thoughts and realizations hit me. The equivalent of a 12 car pile up on the fast lane on … More 12 Car Pile Up of the Brain
There are days, like today – where I run through that phrase ‘People who are really crazy don’t know they are crazy’ in my mind, and I think of all the times I have been called mad, or that I have wondered if I am. It is a serious ‘point’ of thought for me because … More Crazy Talk
When I was in rehab, I detested group therapy. Partly because I have never been good at listening to other people talk about pain when it is so ‘obvious’ what that person could or should have done – and then those that simply like the attention so the waterworks come on instantly… and also because … More Group Torture
Imagine, if you will, my skin sewn to yours. Stitched with no real surgical skill. Lumpy and uneven, but held together well. Bruised and swollen, but held. Imagine if you will, two minds merged in the fire of a kiln, each shaped by different hands, white skeletal master pieces connected by heat, fire, life and … More J and S. Stands for Just Sayin’
There would be no honour in sleeping in amongst the fallen bodies, even if you do actually know their names. Hiding amongst the dead. She called it. Put your fingers down your throat, she suggested. Purge, until all the violence has fallen. I kept them though, the voices, and the thoughts of blood soaked skin … More Dominion
There are people in my world who love and adore me regardless of my crazy that I don’t always keep tucked in. I love them and am grateful for them. But there are occasions where I see the facial expression on the person I am interacting with (loved one or stranger) where they fail to … More Genetic Malfunction
Over the last few years I have had a repeated thought. A question actually, that gathers dust most days, but on some days, it rattles the bars of my otherwise solid facade of … whatever face it is I think I have built for the pleasure of the masses. Is everything a game? There is … More I Am A Fraud. What Do You See?
I am the girl who sits with her back to the wall to make sure I can see who comes and who goes, I am the girl who will be rude before it is called for, because I am the girl who already knows. I am the girl who fell down the stairs, or walked … More I Am The Girl…
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