Hearing My Beating Heart

I may burn like fire, I may shatter like glass, I may have shackles attached to heavy bags. I may spend my life picking up the pieces of what makes me human. I may let you glance in, see me through the cracks. I may paint over the scars that were placed by my hand. … Continue reading Hearing My Beating Heart

Forgotten Project#3: Dear Amanda (Letter Project #28)

Amanda, It's been 3 and a half years since the last time I let myself feel like this for anyone. I thought, in those three years, that I had fallen for someone and I had let infatuations get the best of me, but I was wrong. God, was I wrong... I know that we speak … Continue reading Forgotten Project#3: Dear Amanda (Letter Project #28)

#21: To the Citizens of the United States of America,

To the Citizens of the United States of America, I thought addressing this to my fellow citizens made me sound like a pompous windbag, and calling all of you my neighbors is to narrowing, but I wanted to address every single person I share my citizenship with so I figured this would be the safest … Continue reading #21: To the Citizens of the United States of America,