Thank you. You’ve been through so much already in life, and while it is terrible to experience such pain and heartbreak, please believe me when I say, it wasn’t for nothing. All the panic, all the tears, the fear and sleepless nights, they all paved the way to where you are now. Every inch thatContinue reading “A letter to me”
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Trigger
Everything has changed Yet, almost nothing at all. The rooms are quieter, calmer and relaxed There is space to breathe a full breath. I can close my eyes and let my shoulders drop. There is peace here. But my body tenses at the sound of every vehicle that passes by in the night. I canContinue reading “Trigger”
Waters of life
I rise and fall with the water Pushed and pulled by the tide And when the waves come crashing down around me I struggle against the pressure The weight bearing down, I struggle to breathe And just as the promise of tomorrow starts to fade I gasp for air and feel the warmth of theContinue reading “Waters of life”
Leading the way
And there it was A light in the darkness that consumed me A sadness so palpable it enveloped the space around me Yet this light found a way through that darkness Knew how to navigate the emptiness because he himself lived in it. That light pulled me to the surface Opened my eyes and letContinue reading “Leading the way”
A heart
There once was a girl in need of a heart For who would she be if she had nothing to give? She searched and searched High and low, so, so low She thought she had found one a time or two But they never quite fit. She found one in a dark corner, lit byContinue reading “A heart”
The carousel
In the quiet spaces between breaths, I hear a symphony of chaos The sentences overlap, jumbling together like an uncoordinated dance My mind is never quiet Always running, stuck in a roundabout, never quite knowing which turn to take Sometimes panic tells me to keep on the carousel “You won’t make it.” “What if it’sContinue reading “The carousel”
…but he’s never hit me: pt. 2
A Facebook friend request, sent at 18years old, has still never been accepted after 10 years. But a message was received, that said, “I can’t accept your friend request. Is this some sort of trap?” I said, “no, you just popped up on my people you may know, and I just did it. I didn’tContinue reading “…but he’s never hit me: pt. 2”
…but he’s never hit me: pt 1
Trigger warnings: very brief and vague mention of suicide, depression, rape and sexual assault. At 16 years old I made a choice that would change my life. I was never a rebellious kid, I was shy, quiet, and you’d always find me hidden in the back of the room. I had friends, but I wasContinue reading “…but he’s never hit me: pt 1”
…but he’s never hit me: intro
Hi, it’s been a while! I know I’ve been MIA on here for quite a while this time, but creativity has really hit bedrock. I have ideas, but no way to form the words. Anyway, I sit here tonight to start something new. This platform has been my little escape and a way for meContinue reading “…but he’s never hit me: intro”
Until then,
I wish I had known you sooner Because the me right here, right now, needs you But I am happy for you, for my future me I bet you smile more And the stresses have become nothing more than forgetting to swap the laundry, or spilling a bit of coffee from your morning mug IContinue reading “Until then,”
Ink & Embers 