Word is that some words don't exist. Maybe, it's possible....or maybe I'm simply losing it. All that I am, all that can be fighting between drug-fueled dreams, and hectic realities. Tell me, my dear, what is the time the white rabbit has gone, and I haven't had the guts to follow since I last read … Continue reading Forgotten Project #9: Insomniatic
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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
Faith Taryn Davies 