Do we?

I've been reading Jeremiah lately and I'll tell you, I can't help but wonder if it isn't about the current state of the world. You see, I don't believe in time. I don't think it exists. Yes, we have clocks and calendars, but they are means of organization. That's it. Something that people made to … Continue reading Do we?

My Skin

I need to take a hit; just a quick fix; it’s been so long since- the last time I slit, my skin.  You know what I mean; we all have a crutch to lean; takes the edge off things; a little relief it seems: no spin.  I’m spiraling right now; losing control somehow; wanna let … Continue reading My Skin

Cracks

“We are broken children living in adult size, made from broken pieces, cracks scattering the light…” A line from a poem written long ago. Still fresh as the day I wrote it.  I can choose to look at life from a broken point of view, or I can put my pieces back together and see … Continue reading Cracks

Silence

I look around and see so much I have to be thankful for… My personal life has been full lately, mostly good things, things that should make me overjoyed. But I just want to sit in silence and cry. This past Mother’s Day was the first in years that I didn’t spend crying the entire … Continue reading Silence