Wage War Silently filling in all the pieces to a puzzleSay one wrong word, and you’ll be accessorizing a muzzleIt’s a struggleIf you want to be yourselfPart of you is independentThe rest is screaming for help So you sacrificePen and paper every nightUntil you draw the lineWhite chalk everywhereMaking those outlinesDid I get it right?I’m…
Category: Pain
A Quote
A friend mentioned how they couldn’t gather congruent thought to create as much as I do – It helps keep my demons at bay my dear. For I fear if I allow them to flourish, I would be what the worlds truly dreads. -JCS
Taking My Power Back
The sun has not quite risen yet, and the sounds I play at night are still droning on. It’s dark, quiet. I love it this way. Soon, I’ll ascend from my bed, drink coffee and begin my day. Laundry is on the schedule, and I also have to bake cookies. I couldn’t do this about…
Carnal
Under the influence of innocence. Nothing but black under the skirt. Assuming everyone wants a hit of it. Did it so much that it hurts. Love yourself far too little. Loved those others far too much. Posing as the victim in every situation. Constantly diminishing worth. Everybody does it. Just to feel love. A fraction…
Pen and Watch Addiction, and A Journal
What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily? There were two things I was obsessed with growing up. Pens and watches. Bizarre, yet passed down from my father. He had a collection of pens and the watches. My need for the items has thinned over time, finding quality in items I actually…
But…Did You Die?
I am unashamedly admitting that I often tiptoe around things because I am afraid of the outcome. No, I was never like that until I went through a lot of emotional trauma. I blame others around me, and myself for allowing it. After going full circle, and realizing I no longer have to tip toe,…
