Day 18: Well technically this is where day 17 transitions to day 18 for me, but just roll with me on this one. I know the last few posts have been…lacking. I apologize for this, work has been kicking my ass two ways from Sunday….that is a peculiar saying, just want to point that out. … Continue reading Day 18: Part 1
fear
Images of Exhaustion
the wetness on my face is strange in contrast to the burning in my chest, rage bubbling in my chest does nothing to ease to blurring in my eyes as my body shakes in effort to stand, to smile. I feel everything...every muscle tensing to maintain balance as words slur passed my lips. I didn't … Continue reading Images of Exhaustion
Hurt Me Today
It broke crumbled pieces lay in shaking hands that for too long forgot what it meant to hold softly it cracked, slowly at first with tiny sounds echoing as gravity pulled it down to soon-to-be cement floors, hardening quietly it splintered, tracing intricate patterns across once smooth valleys, now dried into graying deserts littered with … Continue reading Hurt Me Today
Beautiful
“Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough”- Jean-Paul Sartre -Beautiful- Perfectly broken. Beautifully flawed. Fucking hate me hate the cracks where solid is supposed to be. I can't go back, I can't go back I can't go I … Continue reading Beautiful
Faith Taryn Davies 