My head is spinning Yet again, I’m stuck dwelling I’m swimming in you
Month: March 2022
A Haiku Called Love
No matter the space Or time between us, I will Forever love you
Learning to Fly
I have found something, something small and deeply hidden, but I found it. It bares the faintest of flickers, but, alas, it is there. My strength is attempting to unbury itself from the avalanche of trauma I have recently been consumed by. It is beginning to break the solid crust of torment to reveal its […]
Dearest Journal,
I woke up today feeling extremely hollow. As if all my ability to feel left me in my sleep. Today, and I’ll say for today only, I literally feel nothing. It makes me wonder if this is a type of survival mode? Shutting down due to being severely overwhelmed? I don’t know. I truly hope […]
My Journal, My Friend
It’s absolutely astounding what you learn from tragedy. You can embrace mind boggling concepts as you have now walked through the fire. You can see life on a different spectrum than others. Especially, if you have a life that is constantly throwing rocks, you have no choice but to learn how to handle it all. […]
Chasing Freedom
With the wind blowing between my fingers And catching my hair in the bluster It radiates a sense of life Inspiring deep rooted courage And desire to dream, again I want to fly Casting aside the chaos of others Turning towards the unknown With a gulp of apprehension I step toward tomorrow And the need […]
Haiku Called Nothing
I can’t fucking sleep Grief in relentless pursuit Of my sanity