1:40 AM

(notice: tw for mentions of suicide, self harm and mental health struggles. all of this is just a ramble of my own thoughts and opinions, sorry if you disagree or if i offended you in any way. i’m not meaning to hurt anyone.) would you look at that? awake in the middle of the night.Continue reading “1:40 AM”

my head hurts

i shouldn’t be awake but it’s way too late to try to fall asleep it’s too quiet but a laptop screen can keep good company am i the only one with my bedroom lights on is anyone else awake? i hit my skull on a hole in the wall and now i have a headache.Continue reading “my head hurts”

poisoned (a poetic short?)

last night i had a dream that i was poisoned by someone who used to be a close friend of mine. i woke up sad, but not alarmed, not quite surprised. i slid on my socks and rolled up my blinds. it was still dark out, i could just barely see the outlines of theContinue reading “poisoned (a poetic short?)”

random untitled post #3

i’m feeling a little bit lost at the moment. (aren’t we all.) i wish i had some cool words to say. or a neat picture with a thought provoking message. but unfortunately the last thing i want to do right now is think (although it’s pretty hard to avoid) so it could be a whileContinue reading “random untitled post #3”

lullaby

will you be my lullaby sing me softly through the night cause i’m afraid of what’s inside the deepest chasms of my mind you can be my lullaby my music box broke long a go and i can’t sleep again but i think it would be awful nice if you could be my lullaby .Continue reading “lullaby”

midnight poetry of sorts

i have so many feelings i have so many thoughts so many bright ideas buzzing in my head like stars in the darkest evening sky oh what would i what would i give to be in someone’s arms tonight i went outside today walked on a sidewalk- what do you know! the trees were ohContinue reading “midnight poetry of sorts”

repeat repeat repeat

have you ever said a word so much that it doesn’t sound like a word anymore? like “past” or “sorry”. over and over and over. it starts to go dry on your tongue, to separate into distinct letters and individual sounds until it’s just that- a sound. it doesn’t seem to mean anything. sorry sorryContinue reading “repeat repeat repeat”

half alive

i guess you could call me a dreamer. that would be the nice way to put it. i definitely do have dreams. millions of them. huge dreams. things that i look forward to every single day of my life. but instead of motivating me and propelling me forward like they do with most people, mineContinue reading “half alive”

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