Lost at SeaIt's not necessarily a wish or plan for it to be the end. It's the feeling of powerlessness. The overbearing shame. The exhaustion. The need to be hidden. The forced desire to feel anything drowned by the comforts of numbness. Isolating as a means... See More » (1)
There is a person in me that I am always trying to find.The one that knew how to love and had the strength to handle loss. They were only revealed in short glimpses but it was enough to know that they are there. Trying to find them has become the struggle of swimming against the current of time. Buried... See More » (1)
I find myself yanking at the threads.Continuously pulling and watching it all slowly unravel. There’s no stopping it. It’s done mindlessly. It has become my routine. Losing focus and pulling away.
A life inside the frame.Walls that protect and secure. The same walls that can also cage. Existence feels like it has the power to be expansive and confined all at once.
