Maybe.

No matter where I turn, it’s all a mother fucking lie. Everyone is so full of shit it sickens me. It enrages me. I really thought you were the last person in my life who wasn’t. But it turns out it’s a mother fucking Monkey. Ya know, I took the goddamn meds because I can’t…

Honey | Stigma Fighters Anthology, Vol. 3 |11•16

I couldn’t comprehend how Spring would bring new life when my heart was still buried in last September, decaying under the memories of you. But, Spring has come and gone and Autumn reigns again, bursting forth colorful displays that remind us all that there is beauty in the breakdown and life in letting go. Like…

Cadence (Chapter 13, Crazy Train).

“Reality is something you rise above.” Liza Minenelli A young man, spry, and in a rush, left his post where he had waited next to me for the incoming train bound for Philadelphia. As he passed me, he looked at me through the corners of his eyes and motioned the Sign of the Cross, as kind…

You Don’t Know

You don’t know what I can do with your silence. I can rip out your tongue and twist your own violence. You don’t know what I can do with your pride. I can sweep up your truth and say that you lied. You don’t know what I can do with your mind. I can shut the gears…

Deny Me

Deny me myself, and I’ll fight back in one. Show me my health, and I’ll tell you you’ve won. … Deny me my rage, and I’ll fight back in two. Turn over the page, and I’ll show you what’s true. … Deny me my joy, and I’ll fight back in threes. Give up your toys, and you’ll be…

Wakey wakey…

Now that I have woken up from this 2-week long PMS/Rage/Manic/Depressive/Full Moon coma, I feel I am ready to start writing again. I have chosen NOT to go into the crisis center, as it was simply a depressed state I was in. Not simply, I should not say that…because it was anything but simple. It…