Can you hear me?
Day in and day out, you’re tangled in this intricately endless web you’ve woven through your life. You weren’t aware of this web you’ve been weaving though. Over the course of time, little by little, the silken threads you used have become tattered and frayed, but they refuse to break or tear. You are solemn. […]
Read More
Sitting with myself is hard. Me, myself, and I. It’s lonely here, and my moods are unpleasant. I’m trying to listen to my therapist. I’m trying to do what she said. To just “be.” To sit here and just be in my emotions, even if they’re uncomfortable. Just feel them. Stop avoiding it, stop masking […]
Read More
Oh… where do I begin? Endless uncertainty. Constant anxiety. Emotionally exhausted, to the point that it makes you physically exhausted. Deep sinking fear of the unknown. Fear of making mistakes. Fear of other peoples mood’s being ruined by you. Little things triggering you that normal people would brush off. Sensitivity that burns through your core. […]
Read More
It’s been awhile since I’ve written- well over a month. I haven’t had the energy to find the words to say to convey the heaviness that circles in my mind. I try journaling on pen and paper to get these feelings out, but it doesn’t help much. This may not, either. The silence is loud. […]
Read More
trigger warning: abuse
Read More
Is time moving backwards? Is all the progress I’ve made falling away? Maybe everything I thought was progress really wasn’t anything. It’s either going in reverse, or it’s frozen. Frozen in time. I’ve locked myself up in every sense. It’s hard to open up again… I mean, it was never easy. But I felt my walls […]
Read More
Subtle nightmares plague my waking thoughts, day in and day out. I can’t begin to describe how uncomfortable it is, being awake as they crawl underneath my skin. I can’t get them out of my body; they’ve fused with me. The nightmares have overtaken my thoughts and have made a home inside my brain. They […]
Read More
TW: Rabbit hole of existential crisis, paranoia, pain, and despair.
Read More
Little one With your silken flesh Open your eyes You’re no better than the rest You dance with the devil Under the dim lights With a hundred voices telling you, “It’s time to end your life.” Little one You can’t bury the pain As much as you beg for solace There’s no hope for you […]
Read More
Where do I begin? Do I start with the present? The way my skin tingles, crawls, bleeds and burns? The way the endless tears stain my pillowcase and my face? The way my chest caves in on itself and I suddenly can’t breathe? Who could—who would—love someone like me? The flaws I carry are too […]
Read More
amy sumisu 