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Knock Knock
I wish someone could have dropped it off at my door. The piece to fill the void. A filter to make it bright again. A passion worth living for. A love that ignites. I wanted the answers handed to me. I wanted this ‘thing’ to find me. It is not out there dear. It will…
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Girl You Gotta Love Yourself
“Girl you gotta love yourself!” This seems to always be the answer but what happens when self hatred has been silently eating away at me similar to a relentless cancer since I was old enough to have a thought. I would love to encourage those around me to love themselves but who am I to…
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Waiting
Sometimes I question if there’s one single piece of thread that holds together the fabric of life so tightly. I wait for an answer. Looking back, I have always questioned a lot but that was before I knew I could be patient. I’d have a day and feel on top of the world, I couldn’t…
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Draw Your Sword
Holding my head in my hands, outpouring warm tears. It’s not just me anymore. They are coming. The urge to self harm and restrict. “I know you want to. Do it. Be in control for once Jesus.” Always their first remarks. Never their last. Louder now, they remind me of how blades and starvation feel.…
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Halloween In September
It feels like my hand does not belong to my body. I wonder if the people here can tell something is wrong with me? I wonder if they felt relief this morning because of the chill in the air? I did. I always do. Growing up I was abused so much during the summers. When…