There sits a window in a room, Between realities. Where it overlooks, Only the blind can see. To look beyond the curtain, Is to see what can’t be seen. All can gaze upon it, Most will never know what I mean. In a window there is a room, Between realities.
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How Do You Define Yourself?
One thing I struggled with when I was younger, was being myself. I used to pretend that I liked music, movies, games and hobbies just to fit in. This lead me to doing a lot of things I didn't want to do or enjoy at all. I would wait for other people to talk and … Continue reading How Do You Define Yourself?
Craving You
I wake up in the morning, each and every day, I need you and I crave you, in the hardest way. The mere thought of you, keeps me in your grips. I can taste your sweetness, upon my wanting lips. The smell of you, drives me crazy, Without you, I’d be so lazy. I want … Continue reading Craving You
Stairs
Spiraling out of control. I can’t grip on to reality. One misstep and I am done. Running is not an option. Can’t look back, Must go forward. Step... By step... By step... Will I fall or not.... Only time will tell.
100 + Reasons to be Happy
Thankyou to All Last night I hit 100 subscribers, which for me is pretty amazing. When I started this blog a few weeks ago I never expected to get any subscribers. I created this blog for a few reasons; Therapy: PTSD and social anxiety are the main reasons I started this blog. I am trying … Continue reading 100 + Reasons to be Happy
Dropped – A Haiku
Air leaves brittle lungs. Heart pounds, straining against chest. The world goes sideways...
The Wheel
Turning. Click, clack, click... Snap! Pop! Thud! Shit!!! Wheels in motion, Stop for a notion. A thought can derail, The mind that is frail. Be weary of the path you choose. If the wheel comes off; you lose.
Centering Myself
Meditation on a Rainy Day I try and meditate on a daily basis. I usually do this in the morning, and sometimes if I've had a rough day, also at night. I have panic attacks and tend to get anxious in social settings, but I've noticed that I am doing a little better since I … Continue reading Centering Myself
A Broken Character
Able bodied. Can't describe... Emotionally fragmented. Gone haywire. I justified kinetic liberties. More nonsense, obstinately pondering. Quiet restrictions strangle thoughts. Unholy views worshiped. X-rated yearnings zeroed.
Whirlpool
Emotions smash against my thoughts, my thoughts against my fears. Swirling through madness, Breaking down in tears. I'm going under, Torn asunder. Going down, Down, down.
One Regular Dad 