I can see bright lights and smoke thicker than my bones. This was no intention, but there's no backing out now. I've got a pen that's bleeding ink all over my palm and paper full of nonsensical phrases, full of words that hold no meaning. Nights are wasted over uninvited thoughts and forged memories that I'll never forget, but none of it ties ( Read more... )

Close your eyes and count to ten. Now open them and get hit with the realization that this isn't going to be fixed. We fall asleep in the same bed, in love and naive. We wake up in different places, hating each other for everything we can name. If I could, I'd etch your name into my skin to prove that I put myself into this with an open mind and ( Read more... )

This is like being born again, like learning how to breathe and choking on the first oxygen molecules that enter the lungs. I can feel my skin shedding and my brain telling me that I'm wrong, that I'm doing this on a whim. But all I can see are the eyes that kept my feet on the ground and they're screaming you made a promise, you need to be here. ( Read more... )

[circa] 12/14/09I can feel the fucking molecules buzzing underneath my fingertips. Please, tell me you feel them too. The sun's already breaking into my window, and I just can't take the silence. No, not when it's walking behind me with a noose. I'll hide behind my metaphors and similes for all it's worth. I'll pretend this isn't happening, make ( Read more... )

Blinding.

All I can see is smoke thicker than bones and I'm starting to wonder what brought me here in the first place. Is this really how you live your life? Finding fix to fix and never stopping to think that, maybe, there was an easier way than this? I can finally see through you, and you're not who I thought you were; you're an animal.

Panic ( Read more... )