Can you hear me?
I want to go home. I don’t belong here. In my solitude is where I’ve found something that could represent a home. My blood runs cold. Heavy tears fall from my eyes and the clouds rain on me. A glimmer of sunlight cracks between the dark clouds, the warmth trying to beckon me. I feel […]
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Chasing the sun that doesn’t want to be found Feeling the weight of the world But not making a sound How can I dream when my thoughts are fleeting Running away from the cold and blind truth I can barely feel my heart beating But I can feel the life swimming within you What could […]
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All the medication in the world couldn’t elevate me to where I want to be. There’s so many moments, days and nights all throughout the years that I’ve tried to suppress. I’ve blocked them out because to look back and see those awful things swirling above my head like the darkest cloud is just […]
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Into the void. It’s been awhile since I’ve written a post. I haven’t had the motivation or energy to put something out into the world. I also feel like I’ve said everything there is to say. I’ve just reached a point to where I’m just in the background of my own life, watching it pass […]
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I can’t keep up with myself. You can’t. Nobody can. It’s a perpetual cycle we’re all trying to keep up with; the problem is that we can’t. It’ll circle us until the end of time, well… the end of my time. Ever since my BPD diagnosis in Feb 2014, I’ve learned a plethora of knowledge […]
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I want to write. I have the urge. I feel the need to empty the thoughts and feelings and the contradicting feelings that tell me I’m vacant. I’m told I have a story to tell- but it’s all the same. This is all the same. These words I deliver into the universe haven’t been changing. […]
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I tried to make it better but I made it more sick I tried to make it right And now awake at night I know reality was getting in the way Promises I Can’t Keep / Mike Shinoda, Post Traumatic I want to breathe, but all that escapes me is dead air. I’m blinking, I’m […]
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Actions don’t speak louder than words when all you want to do is scream until your throat bleeds out.
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I’ve been pushing aside most things as of late. My energy is low; I don’t wish to waste my time and sacred resources beating around the bush to find answers. I’d rather just lay low than to venture out in the world. I’ve become a lone wolf. You may think that what I’ve been saying […]
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Isn’t it wild that it’s already November? The years go by so fast now as I get older. A strange phenomenon. Life seems to pass by slowly as a kid, because that’s just the beginning of your life. As we age, we have more of a past that we can reflect on, thus making it […]
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