Childhood I remember playing outside alone with a Bratz doll, occasionally looking in the distance, hoping to see my dad walking to the house holding a big teddy bear. I loved those, even at 25. Their fur kitten-soft smile is like an offered cup of … Continue reading Yearn
Category: Pain
Paintbrush🖌️
TW: Self Harm Painting I didn’t sleep today, and my roommate was snoring like a tractor, and they woke me up early to take my blood. I felt my mood dip, a volcano of emotions waiting to erupt. I can’t define them. But it almost … Continue reading Paintbrush🖌️
Chronicles of “The Nut House”
The Clinic Here I am once again, foraging my emotions. “How are you feeling?” My psychologist asks. “I’m okay” I answer with not much thought. I’m surrounded by walls imprisoning those whose thoughts have laid deep within their subconscious. Except, I’m not in prison. My … Continue reading Chronicles of “The Nut House”
Unfinished Rooms 