“Reality is a cruel mistress and Fantasy is a kind one. The more I learn of myself the more fictional I feel. As if I am their love child, named Delusion, with an astral twin, named Dissociation. The Gemini of the Cosmic Zodiac, only one of us has the tem...
I wish you were made of starlight. Or found with fireflies. I wish you were right And my mind wouldn’t lie. I can do a fair amount of CBT To rework the script in my head But it will still treat me unfairly While I lay in bed. On days you drown yourself in...
It’s 4 AM. My mother wants to drive. There’s nowhere for us to go, but she wants to tell me about Jesus, the devil, and music. It’s summertime. I don’t get to go to school. She has turned the radio knob up as high as it will go, and the sounds of pianos,...
I move my feetThey will not obeyI'm stuck right hereWhere I will stayI make honest stridesTo leave this placeNo one sees I try,It makes my heart acheThere's a block in my mindOr somewhere in my soulKeeping me behindKeeping me from my goalI need to find a...
Yesterday I was optimistic as the sun, broad as the sky, impish as the morning mist. Now I bleed, slowly, like a finger through my letterbox. Today,the sky-hooks are embedded in my fllesh again, and I am dead inside.
It’s kind of quiet and peaceful, but not a good quiet. Not like a tranquil, Japanese garden kind of quiet. This is the eye of the hurricane, the calm before the storm; like the calm before everything you know disintegrates into ash and vanishes before you...
This musing only available on Stories Space. if you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen."Pull yourself together!""Mind over matter...""Don't be so ridiculous.""Get a grip.""Just calm down.""Take deeeeep breaths..."If you've never suffered from a...
Dedicated to combat veterans and PTSD sufferers, wherever they may be...thank you for your service... An Enemy That Haunts My Mind... In the middle of the night I lie in bed, Fighting an enemy that’s in my head. An enemy that’s always there, An enemy that...
Here tears reign,And Self cannot be pulled togetherWhen Self is screaming, torn asunder,Where empty shell is welling up whilstEyes of others rollAgainst the failings of thisSelfish child,So called becauseShe cannot rule whatOthers hide and stow away.'Mids...
"We won't let them call it a break down this time," She says, Wiping imagined stray hairs from my brow. I want to laugh. I want to cry. I want to scream. Medication is bliss. I wonder their names. I cannot control my lips, Let alone form words. ...
When the Leonids came into our world we didn't have any idea where they had come from. They appeared late in November as the annual meteor shower called the Leonids put in its appearance, and so some scientist somewhere called them Leonids. They were not...
They keep telling me that I need to stay here, inside these green walls. They say that I need time to rest and time away from everything and everybody else. I don’t believe them, but I also know that it is pointless to argue with them. I am not crazy. I u...
