All of these walls All of these chains All of these people Who don’t know insane Break from inside Unrope the fray Unlock the key And throw it away
Am I really all that valuable? No, I think I’m not Is my small life worth fighting for? Not half a rifle shot Does any of this have meaning? If it does, it washed away Do any feelings anywhere Have the right to stay? Tiny bugs that crawl around Scraping for … Continue reading No Matter
It was difficult to even concentrate beneath the rage. So much time, so much planning had gone into this one evening, this one moment just for her. And he destroyed it. In one quick moment with one quick word. I poured a glass of red wine. Strong red wine. My fingernails clinked against the goblet, … Continue reading Friday Night Short – Frenemies
And when the curtain falls And the dancers go to heel The smiles become the walls The performance becomes the real
The super duper fun thing (as in, OMG that is SOOOOOO totes the funnest thing ever for realz!) about debilitating OCD is that it's like artificial intelligence - it learns and changes with you. As you get better at defeating it, it becomes smarter. My first brush with really bad, really awful - er, sorry, … Continue reading Fun with OCD
Withering Whispering Winding Warring Edging Ending Ejecting Exploring Shrinking Shimmying Showing Shutting Writhing Whimpering Wearying Warning Tasting Tickling Trying Tempting Crying Caring Cringing Correcting Blinding Binding Bringing Breaking Winking Witching Wondering Waking
The Bible of a Low-life 1:1 "Remove thyself from the spirit of God and continually break the commandments. For if thou wanderest too close to the light of righteousness, ye shall be doomed to suffer an eternity in the depths of heaven."
I don't want to bring people up the mountain; I want to meet them in the abyss.
My own skin creaks When I dare to move My bloodline streaks On the silver moon Rusted limbs With no more bend Leak the oil That never ends Cracking eyes That cannot see Move so slight Upon the lea One foot forward One stays still One last movement One last kill
Torn at the seam Wide and free Blood dripping Eyes dipping The bones crumble The insides tumble Weakened, lost A fallen cost The skin is splayed The veins stringy and frayed Heart beating in the open air But the streets are all bare The lungs slow Body damp and low Turned inside-out A whispered shout … Continue reading Broken