Repression Words unspoken Manifest into action To mask the void Of unfulfilled passion
Side Eye
Side Eye And with that parting glance My heart skipped several beats Descended into darkness Landed in defeat
From the Archive: You Are Not Alone
Original Instagram Post – June 27, 2019 Down time has always been dangerous for me. People often joke about the amount of time and effort I put into my work, unaware that the moment I stop moving, there is a wave of darkness waiting to suffocate me. Even when my body gives in, my mind …
Toxicity
Toxicity Your words carved through me In your signature design With hints of love and loathing A magnetism undefined
From the Archive: Triggered
Original Instagram Post – June 13, 2019 Recovering from trauma takes a time and effort I’ve never been able to commit to, mostly convinced I’m strong enough to push through it on my own. Yesterday as a man whose advances I had politely rejected over the years in my safe place of work, ran to …
From the Archive: On the Six
Original Instagram Post – May 14, 2019 6. 16. 26. 36. In some ways I haven’t changed much through the years. But my heart, my mind, and my soul carry the exhaustion of this life every day. That bright-eyed 6-year old girl had already experienced trauma that this soon-to-be 37-year old is still facing the …
Something To Believe In
Something To Believe In I once knew a man Who lived amongst the stars You couldn’t see them through the clouds They were housed within his heart He kept them like a secret Guarded them with care Projected himself in two dimensions Hoping you’d never know they’re there He tried to separate his life What …
A Heart Breaks
A Heart Breaks Your heart is broken Let it mend The emotions will flow Lean on your friends Your heart is broken Sing your sorrow Break down if you have to But fight for tomorrow Your heart is broken You are not weak Your tears scream the words You’re afraid to speak Your heart …
From the Archive: Forever Young
Original Instagram Post – March 03, 2019 For a moment in time, this was our world. Narrow pathways lining an expansive universe of love, laughter, bright futures, and endless possibilities. And though you’d often try to shy away, somehow at the center of it was always you. When I first received the call, it took …
From the Archive: Sad Clown
Original Instagram Post – February 28, 2019 My first memory of intentionally seeking alcohol is from around age 7 or 8. My parents, ever the party hosts, always had an adult punch bowl, speckled with fruit cocktail, as an offering. It was often a game amongst the kids to see who could sneak some fruit …