Rise

Wonderful video/song by one of my favorite artists and a nice follow-up of my previous post about the passage of time. If you have the chance to see Eddie Vedder or Pearl Jam you should do it!   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1QO191imv0s Such is the way of the world You can never know Just where to put all …

Slay

You think you got me this time, don’t you? Sadistic, sketchy, smooth son of a bitch. Pushing me from behind Bashing my face into boundaries I set in stone. Pile it on. Pound my head for the millionth time. You think that will stop me? Pain is my middle name. You forgot about the mountains …

Discomfort

Maybe Tomorrow

Today I need to be strong Wait it out, wish it out I live within a box, within a box, within a box And open one after another Patiently, quietly Questioning Whatever the next one brings Until there are none left Today, tomorrow, next year, never I’ll wake with confusion To find Just me Visible …

All of this Time

All of this time Through sweat soaked nightmares And shivering daylight blur I’m pitiful and cry and wonder why I’m broken, cracked and crumbling Pieces of me shedding and molting Ugly, bare, crooked and revolting Is it possible that this is meant to be A new and hopeful reality This sloughing off of the old …

Go Easy

Today feels mistaken But I am here My love is near She is mine And softly whines Her gaze slows me And whispers You are everything Today is divine

Open the Door

  This quote appeared in my Facebook feed yesterday. I won’t name the site, but it is a site that is supposed to support people with mental health issues. Well, it didn’t help or support me, to say the least. In fact, it made me quite angry. It reminded me of the previous post I …

Never Let Go

"Be who you needed when you were younger" These few words carry the weight of the world for those of us that were hurt as children. Some of us were left behind, forced to carry too much, or were physically and emotionally hurt. Broken from birth at the hand of those who were meant to …

Fall to my Knees

It started with a handful of pills. I waited, crying, chain smoking, absorbing every ounce of euphoria into my essence, begging, praying that it would stay. Stay with me for 30 days. I didn’t want to use. I didn’t want to be sober. I didn’t want to die. I didn’t want to live. It ended …

Rolling Stones

In the Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus, “The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.” Many times I …