thoughts inside my head

  • concrete

    I am concrete. I am hard yet porous. I am cracked concrete. Beautiful AND Dangerous. I am wet concrete. I take the shape of where I am poured. I am all of these things and more. You never knew how complex concrete could be. If only you stopped to take notice.

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  • Clean Slate

    Yesterday was the end of an era. I got my clean slate after all. I am done digging up skeletons. I will put this shovel to good use. It’s time to plant some trees and flowers. The world could use some more beauty  Instead of madness.

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  • The End of an Era

    Today was the end of an era. It was the end of a book that was written for nineteen years. This book was my childhood and it involved a church that has officially been closed. This church was my home, for better or worse. It was the place that I thought would exist long after…

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  • metamorphosis

    It’s already begun. The change is coming But I cannot stop it. I have two choices Accept my fate or forgo it.

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  • A Ton of Bricks

    I began to clean my room yesterday and that meant finally going through all the papers that I threw on the floor. I made my Summer to-do list and set out on completing everything on the list. Today I felt better despite my room looking a complete mess. I felt lighter and ready to sort…

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  • Dealing with Change

    Dealing with change is the most difficult thing for me. I always fall back on the familiar. Old habits really do die hard. My entire academic career should have prepared me for this moment. Yet, I have never felt more unprepared or scared in my life. I was always ready for graduation. I looked forward to never…

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  • 5/12/15

    There’s a madness in you that matches the madness in me. It took too long to see; It took to long for us to be. Patience was never my virtue. Love was never my strength. Sadness and loneliness bombarded my soul. To the point where I had nowhere to go. Where do you go when the world…

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  • I.

    I had gasoline in my veins You were the match that lit my soul ablaze There were bridges to burn Leaving old lovers in exile There’s a special place for people like you and me A place where ne’er do wells and misfits play Trapped behind trellises and chain link fences Chicken wire and cement…

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