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I loved you from the day I met you And that was my fault. I was running from a phantom Of a person I never really knew. I thought that this could be my tabula rasa. Prayed for a clean slate. Experienced new things. The highs were too great. I couldn’t handle the pressure. Things…
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The feelings have returned after a long night. A phone call recounting events of the year gone by. The memory of a tragic incident has crept into my bones. I’m not okay. Remember me as who I was before it happened.
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You are someone I can’t understand. Your thoughts go to places where I’m not sure even you can follow. Forgetting the simplest of tasks. Disassociation never looked so good.
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I suppose I should start at the beginning. Hello, my name is…unimportant. Or at least that’s how I feel. I lay in waiting for people I feel I can manipulate. That’s what I tell myself. Constantly calculating every possible outcome. It’s exhausting. And people rarely follow the script. Didn’t they get the memo? Wait, that’s…
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The smell of a stranger’s cologne fills my car. It’s the second time this has happened. It reminds me of a lover from a past life. The scent is strong and overpowering. Yet, the person was gentle. Didn’t give me another glance. Never looked into my eyes. Never learned my name. Just how I like…
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I am consumed by thoughts that are pulling me in a thousand different directions. Exhaustion is calling my name but sleep never arrives. I feel restless and reckless. I want to take back control because I feel so helpless. Less. I feel it. Less alive. Less than human. Less than myself. No one can save…
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I fell in love the first day I met him. It felt natural to love him. Everything about him was beautiful. The problem was that he fell in love with me. I’ve been broken from the start. Old pain creating new. A never ending cycle. Tragic really. To call him my lover is one thing.…
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I knew that I loved you from the very first day that I met you. It was something about your eyes that pierced my heart. It was the first time that I felt the way that people do in movies. It was something out of a fairy tale. Things weren’t easy for us. We fell…
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There is no denying it now. I’ve spent my entire life trying to live up to the ideal. My own personal superhero. I never believed that I was worthy to be her daughter. My anxiety has lied to me for as long as I can remember. Telling me that I was never good enough. But…
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To be in a state of mind where you don’t want to die but you don’t want to live To traverse the line between life and death. Breathe in hate and exhale frustration. To be unsure of the future, afraid of the present, and haunted by the past. I don’t envy people in this state…
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Trapped In The Margins 