Some days I seem to be doing amazing, everything clicks and I feel like I might be able to escape the nightmarish landscape that is my mind. I usually get overly excited and try to embrace the world around me. I grab these moments and hold them tightly, because they never last. I eventually crash … Continue reading The Dome
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Thunderstruck
Shaking. Fetal and cold. Alone. Story untold. Waiting. Hating. Debating. Noise without action. Can’t gain traction. Still life. Still strife. Frozen in place. No light, No fight or flight. Just this eternal night.
Portrait of an Addict
This poem is more like free running for my soul. The man depicted in the following piece is a scared, sad and self destructive boy. Someone who was headed for a quick exit off of the highway. This is me 15 years ago. Act One Acting tough, In a meek way. Flashing that broken smile. … Continue reading Portrait of an Addict
Choices
Not Your Choice, Not Your Fault There are a lot of things in the world we cannot control. The seasons, the weather, the weekend (I am sure we wish we could). These things and many more can have some effect on our daily lives, if we allow them too. Then there are other things in … Continue reading Choices
Abuse
Slap! The force knocks me back. Snap! Brittle bone start to crack. Pop! Joints feel on fire. Stop! Told I am a filthy liar.
Fighting For My Life
Shame, Shame, I Know Your Game. This is the hardest post I've made so far. Shame is a hard topic for me. I hate parts of myself and I am working on healing them, but honestly it has not been easy for me. I spent years feeling ashamed and alone. I had this idea in … Continue reading Fighting For My Life
One Moment
Flash! Pop? No, No, NO! Can't breath... STOP! Why? Drop. Alone. What did I do wrong? Nothing.
One Regular Dad 