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

Cycle

It’s scary how many times I’ve been here before. Bruised, bloody, beaten. Pieces of my heart scattered over the floor. Balancing the tightrope between life and death. “I can’t continue anymore.” Yet, something strange happens every time deep within my core. I crawl, stumble stagger and wobble until suddenly I soar. Older original art by … Continue reading Cycle

Mistake.

I think I messed up. I mean, I screw up on the regular, so I'm not even sure which time I'm talking about. I just think I did. I should have known better. I should have tried harder. I shouldn't have been so weak. I should have been smarter. I should have... But I didn't. … Continue reading Mistake.

Tide

Her soul is weary from battles waged, and she grows tired as she's aged. The sun is devoid of all its light, and she cannot see any of the bright. Darkness blankets her like a foggy sky, and she cannot stop the tears she cries. When the sun is gone and the moon is set, … Continue reading Tide

Flashlight 🔦

Ponytail giving away how much The body has lost its care. Wrinkles and folds line the clothing everywhere. An active mind gone blank Lost in space. Tee shirt catching water From a tear-stained face. Fear rules over each new choice and move. Old scars and wounds Are hard to soothe. Blackness replaces every moment That … Continue reading Flashlight 🔦

Hope (A Poem)

Holding on for another day Hoping that there's another way Through the darkness that consumes the light And only seems to dissipate at night With the unconsciousness of sleep and dreaming Even though during daylight my mind is teaming With thoughts from everywhere about everything And even the walls are beginning to sing Maybe I'm … Continue reading Hope (A Poem)

Writing

I haven't written any poetry for a long time. I'm not sure why that is. I think it's because I usually am in a specific mood state when it seems to flow the best, and I haven't been in that in quite some tome now. I actually don't know if that's a bad thing. I … Continue reading Writing

Should

Sitting alone lost in my thoughts, I sit here and think things I probably should not. Fear has a grip and I know it's not it's not wise, To contemplate all of the things I despise In myself when I look in the mirror and see, All of the things that are just not to … Continue reading Should