I rise from my soft pillow, white like the feathers of a doves wings. The light that pours out of my window bathes my room in a soft morning glow, like lips of beauty, kissed my eyes making me see the world through a different lens than the day before. A Lens in which you only see the good.

But beware what seems to good to be true. Because it always is.

As soon is I feel my warm feet against ...

A sudden realization hits me as I’m standing in the mirror, Listening to SZA, shaving my freaking mustache to avoid the unwanted comments of my friends.

Why Am I always looking to them first to see how to react?

I spend 50 percent of my time thinking if a certain action will be excepted by them, and the other 50 deciding not to do it, to play it safe.

I’m a monotone mini version of them, a soc...

in life sadness is no rare thing, but joy comes at a cost

Papers marked up with red ink, where was the passion lost?

One o eight Missed messages, homework left undone

Body trembles as I stare down the barrel of the gun

How can this be a bad thing when sadness floods me like an ocean?

I’m smiling at the thought of my pain all gone with just one quick motion

The colors already drained from t...

Stasis report- 576

PEACE-

•rare occurrence

•Usually occurs only at one’s death

•Highly valued, (If It could be bought, it would cost more than gold)

•Commonly mistaken for numbness

•Always being searched for, never being found

•Has different definitions According to different people

•Not granted too frequently to people

•Never granted to me...

"So" Emily says, flipping through papers and files.

"It says here "She points to a spot on the paper at the top of her clip board, "that you’re here for marriage problems "

I fidget in my chair across from her

"Yep. That’s, why I’m here" I mumble, embarrassed.

"So, what do you think the root cause of your marriage problems are? Anything that you know of?" my new therapist looks me in the eye...