reckless. she told me last evening over the phone. she's right. reckless. i have always been reckless. an unbroken stallion. wanting to run free and in the wild, even though everyone is trying to help me, even though i am well taken care of. reckless, breaking through barriers. the word won't stop repeating in my… Continue reading reckless.
dedicated to the three girls who entered my life this year, and have forever changed it. we bundled under blankets of compliments no need for men addicted to coffee and tea we talked about the sky, changing the world books, poetry we winged our eyeliner we danced to our favorite indie music painting watercolors on… Continue reading lost girls.
2017, the girl is changed winter fought my way through depression and anxiety found out the underlying roots, and scared me. it's hard to face the things that made you. almost took my life. gritted my teeth, and prayed for spring to bring regrowth. harassed by a boy. and, I let him... the only thing good that… Continue reading new year.
i bled myself dry of emotion i screamed sanctuary to a blank page and it shielded me for a while from a bitter, malicious world
i'm tired of looking at myself in the rearview mirror of the car wondering waiting watching for a sign i did something right and if nothing else, i just want to prove to myself there is something i am good for besides breaking crashing wrecking the lives around me.
the ghost of myself met another ghost of my past and they're asking for a new friend...
she is splitting at the seams stardust spilling from her soul.