Perhaps in a different life we could've connected, I simply couldn't manage, and soon rejected The idea of us standing proudly seemed to surround me I could have easily suspected all your words open and ready to be dissected speaking in a tone that had once sounded so sweet, now churn my heart into ground meat » Continue Reading
How does one come to be? Like, I know that I'm sitting here typing this but is it really me? Or is it my squishy pink orb that's me? Does your body define your existence or is it where your consciousness is kept? Technically, your consciousness wouldn't be able to survive without a vessel so is that existence? Being a protective casing for 'my' inner parts? How is it that a simple egg in my mom's ... » Continue Reading
As the clock ticks, the more i notice the sweat that beads on my forehead. As the clock ticks, the more i bounce my knee, chew on my lip I pick at my skin and twist my t-shirt between my fingers The hour hand tosses me aside, knocks me to the floor with its seemingly unending chimes. I am paralyzed by the minutes that tick off into nothingness » Continue Reading