"Stitch by stitch I tear apart. If brokenness is a form of art, I must be a poster child prodigy. Thread by thread I come apart. If brokenness is a work of art, Surely this must be my masterpiece. I'm only honest when it rains. If I time it right, the thunder breaks When I … Continue reading Day 227
"You taught me the courage of stars before you left. How life carries on endlessly. Even after death. With shortness of breath you explain the infinite. How rare and beautiful it is to even exist. I couldn't help but ask for you to say it all again. I try to write it down but I … Continue reading Day 223
"It feels like failing. It feels like rain. Like losing my balance again and again. It once was so easy. Breathe in. Breathe out. At the the foot of this mountain I only see clouds. I feel out of focus or at least indisposed. As this strange weather pattern inside of me takes hold. For … Continue reading Day 221
"Nothing goes as planned. Everything will break. People say goodbye in their own special way. All that you relay on and all that you can fake. Will leave you in the morning but find you in the day. Oh you're in my veins and I cannot get you out. Everything will change. Nothing stays the … Continue reading Day 205
"Believe me. Believe me this loneliness won't go away. You all say I've crossed a line but the said fact is I've lost my mind. Can you see? Can you see they tell you lies thus keeping you weak. Leave me, my heart is dead for all to see. Can you see? You all say … Continue reading Day 197
"And if you're still breathing you're the lucky ones. Cause most of heaving through corrupted lungs. Setting fire to our insides for fun. We are the reckless. We are the wild youth. Chasing visions of our futures. One day we'll reveal the truth that one will die before he gets there. And if you're still … Continue reading Day 195
"I've fallen from grace. Took a blow to my face. I've loved and I've lost. I've loved and I've lost. Explosions on the day you wake up needing somebody. And you've learned it's ok to be afraid. It will never be the same." Loss surrounds you. Every time I hear of someone passing whether I … Continue reading Day 188
"Pick it up. Pick it all up and start all over again. You've got a warm heart you've got a beautiful brain but it's disintegrating down from all the medicine. You can still be what you want to be. What you said you were when you me." -Daughter This is me completely stripped at the … Continue reading Day 187
"Me I was holding all of my secrets soft and hid. Pages were folding then there was nothing at all. If this is redemption why do I bother at all? There's nothing to mention and everything has changed. But I'd rather be working at something than praying for the rain. So I wander on till … Continue reading Day 186
"Rain came pouring down when I was drowning. That's when I could finally breathe again" Losing your mind is a deceptive process. The grief cycle is not different from the addiction cycle. Addiction just piggybacks grief in my situation. You harm not only yourself but those around you. You are selfish and self centered as … Continue reading Day 170
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