I burned image after image, thought after thought laying waste to my mind just to see if I was awake. It's a given, a tidal wave that burns until everything, even my memories no longer exist in this quake. I needed to feel the heat, so I poured what was left down my throat, and … Continue reading Beauty In The Disease
I'm better, at saying no to your eyes. Every time they enter my mind, all I hear is the no slip right by. It falls over my lips the way I love you once did. Full of the grace, of everything I have to give, when your face comes to the fore, no, is what stops … Continue reading Learning a New Word
Yes, it rolls off my tongue the same way a page moves between my fingers as I flip through a stack riddled with fingerprints, drink stains, and food crumbs. Yes to questions, to love, to life. Yes to problems, to abuse, to drama. Yes to the not-so silent voices that live in the back of … Continue reading You Can Say No
"The silence at 5am is deafening. The world is too quiet for the roar in my ears" -myself So I'm battling another night of insomnia, which is usually when I write anyway, but since I'm hoping not to sleep my day away yet again I'm going to entertain my restless mind. I was reading about the … Continue reading 5am noise
