We were taught notions of what love and romance is, and what it represents. Take a moment to think these were created to falsely break away from truer mundane realities, or worse yet, to control the weak willed and naive ( Read more... )

I feel the sting, the blur, the haze of a miserable existence. I wish I could say more than hi, I wish I could invite her to the open plains inside my heart. She has the face of an angel ready for her wings, one that doesn't do any of this for the recognition, but for the long road to her perfect family home. I want to say more to her, but I ( Read more... )

Years of inescapable mediocrity and failure cascading as an avalanche of self-loathing; I am buried so deep that my hand no longer surfaces in hopes of a feminine touch to pull me out. Underneath this facade of a human lies a decade of not feeling good enough, damaged so - I really just gave up.

I don't know if I started the race, or if I haven't found the starting line yet. I'm already exhausted though. This isn't about the destination, or even the journey. It's about the huge waste of time that it's going to be anyway. There is this terrifying fear I have, that I will never be good enough for anyone ever again. That my hands will never ( Read more... )

There is no sound ( Read more... )

I don't want to be this trapped cog ( Read more... )

Today is a good day to go home and feel sorry for myself. The scream for help echoed through my chest, but it never left my mouth ( Read more... )

You will steal from me, and you will try to break me, but my perseverance is more than your crutch. My sum is greater than your parts. History is written by the winners; you will be the villain in my biography. There are two sides to every story, and you are wrong on both sides.

I hate the dove let loose to fly ( Read more... )

I'm not going to give you the satisfaction that you want ( Read more... )