D*pr*ss**n

I listen to its patrons' confessions and become the sinner.

A Whole

They arrive in paper bags, yellow boxes with pop-out pills.

Fog

last night I woke up shrouded in fog with a start I thought smoke some would say it was an omen no, the embodiment of my anxiety I rose, trying to see if the coffee was burning but with no luck, I went back to bed staring at the fog that did not exist staring at …

Why Not?

my jacket smells like smoke, and I smile, trying to remember when I could have worn it last. it has been so long since it was cold. I think back, and yeah, I knew you then. I wonder if I knew what was going to happen to us, and where I'd be, all those months …

(March 27, 2015)

The hardest part of forgiving others is forgiving yourself when you realize you blamed them for letting you be awful.  

change

sometimes we need to do what we don't believe in to reach what we do. sometimes we need to compromise and change our minds to keep the peace. and sometimes, we need to stretch and ask ourselves why we disagree. i put on these pants knowing i feel conscientious because i am asking myself why that …

11-23-14

I want to be bare but at the same time I want to wear many layers layers so many you can no longer see my skin see my face see my tears I want to be free but at the same time I want to live a lie a lie so deep it forces a …