Bang! Bang! Bang!

There is no refuge in my house from the sound of my stepdad working on the deck. It is so loud. I am getting another migraine and would really like to take a nap. No dice. I am getting frustrated. I know he loves his projects, so I’m trying to be supportive. I’m just tired … Continue reading Bang! Bang! Bang!

Princess Leia shopping!

Did I just buy myself a Princess Leia water bottle on Black Friday?? Why yes, I absolutely did! I am a HUGE Carrie Fisher fan and it’s impossible to find things with her on them really. I was excited to score this for 20% off on shopdisney (mostly because Disney doesn’t really ever have “sales.” … Continue reading Princess Leia shopping!

Attempt.

What you did Broke my heart Scattered it into A zillion shards And you think It’s all about you When you in Reality you blew Apart so many Lives in the Blink of an Eye and you Still can’t see What you’ve done To just me Let alone to Your friends who Would go to … Continue reading Attempt.

Trepidation

Down or up I do not know I never know Which way I’ll go. In my bed For weeks on end My comfy bed My only friend Then like a switch From somewhere deep Suddenly there’s no way For me to sleep I do not know What to expect Or if I’m ready For what … Continue reading Trepidation

can’t.

I can’t. I can’t write this paper. I can’t do the hard things. I can’t function like a normal adult. I can’t even shower on a regular basis. I can’t keep my space clean. I can’t even keep it sanitary. I can’t remember the last time I felt joy. I can’t. Older original art by … Continue reading can’t.

No title.

Maybe hope Is a nice Bedtime story We tell ourselves To keep going. What if The whole time The future laid Out for us Is actually hopeless? Image from Pexels

Unfinished poem

Sitting on my bed Ghosts dancing in my head Talking to the shadows on the floor And the monsters opposite the door. The fire raging in my brain Dreams going down the drain Sadness overtakes me And I can no longer see. Through the fog of depression And walls of oppression The stars are occluded … Continue reading Unfinished poem

Fractured heart

A fractured heart pulled apart by a broken mind and I want a sign that it’ll be okay. Crying everyday. Wishing it away. Knowing it’s a part of having a heart and living this way. One day the stars will heal these scars and I’ll be whole with a complete soul and these cracks will … Continue reading Fractured heart