Photo by Anastasia Saldatava on Unsplash A Song of Confrontation Well, here you are standing on the edge and looking down No doubt you’re remembering what you traded and what you’ve found And everything you used to love and think that mattered You see left on the ground, thrown, broken and shattered Did you get…
Tag: RECOVERY
The Voices in My Head
Turns Out They’re a Memory Trying to Burst Through All this time, and I mean since childhood, I thought I was fighting off a mental illness. I’d be going about my life in as normal of a way as I can (I’m not normal, but I’m not crazy either), and all of a sudden I…
Unwrinkled Lives
Is That Even A Thing? I’m beginning to believe some people are charmed and live unwrinkled lives. Not like me. My life is real wrinkled up and I’m sure anybody who’s looking can tell that. I don’t mean my skin. It’s not too bad given my years on this earth. What I’m talking about goes…
A Non-Political Look at Life
And how precious it is. Photo by Jung Ho Park on Unsplash The thing about life (and this isn’t a political argument) is…
The Cold Hard Truth About Loving God
What it really looks like Loving God sounds easy, but don’t read this if you aren’t brave enough to face yourself. I always considered loving God from a selfish point of view. I love Him because of all He gives me, for blessing me with life, for sending Jesus to die for my sins. But…
The Child Revisited
A poem about life after childhood trauma. Today I got a glimpse of me. The me that I swore could not return. I saw the part of myself that I said was dead and buried, Killed off by the destruction that was my life. And when I saw me, I knew who I was. I…
Slipping Off the Deep End
Social Isolationism can make you crazy. The world we live in is imperfect at best, and a cataclysmic train ride to hell at worst. Just when you think things are starting to go your way, something happens to bring your life crashing down around your feet in broken bits of whatever’s left when your expectation…
Flies and Fishhooks
Photo by Stefan Cosma on Unsplash For some reason, the flies are unbearable this year, and I think it’s because the pipe running into the sewer has a leak, and human waste is trickling onto the ground in the backyard. I feel like a little kid from a third world country, swatting at flies that are too lazy…
Divorce Stole My Ability to Write
And left a list of things I no longer have. The stress of divorce and not knowing how I’ll pay my bills has taken away my voice. Or in this case, my words. My mind draws a blank when usually I can’t get to the laptop fast enough to get it all down before my…
Live Your Life or Plan Your Death
About depression and a pet cricket named Elvis When I was a kid, I had a pet cricket named Elvis. Mama said you can’t really have a cricket for a pet. The truth is, I never saw him once, but Elvis sang to me every night, so I reckon he decided to keep me instead…
Pink Hair and Pajama Bottoms 