No sleep. The cycle continues. I was flying high from the chemicals in my brain and now the paranoia grows. It feeds off the dark and my… Read more “Bipolar”
What’s Inside Me
This is depression. It’s a monster, hungry for attention. So lonely, it can’t speak and yet it’s out of control. Scratching at my head, it just wants… Read more “What’s Inside Me”
Glitch
I feel like a robot programmed for greatness but I ended up with a glitch. A hacker burnt through my hard drive and now I’m trying to… Read more “Glitch”
Pastel
TRIGGER WARNING: mention of cutting/Self harm/Abuse. I wrote this back in my teen years. . All pastels, pretty and pink. A dark secret she longs to keep.… Read more “Pastel”
Picture
Pictures are just images. Images the brain remembers. Remembers to be good or bad, sweet or bitter. Wither bitter or sweet, good or bad, piece by piece… Read more “Picture”
Ready
I’m ready for battle. I’m ready for war. Time to pick up my pen. It’s time to soar. I grab my paper and begin to write. He… Read more “Ready”
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