There was a boy in a room. He rocked himself back and forth, crumbled into a ball in a small corner, surrounded by white walls smeared with blood. It looked like an animal had unsuccessfully attempted to claw their way out, raking their sharp nails across until its fingers bled. The blood was his. He didn’t remember doing it. He didn’t remember much of himself doing anything after his episodes, wh...

Tantalizing and something to be feared all at once. Like many things, there was the rule of look but do not touch. Observe but do not search its depths. At least that’s what the others whispered in their cabins at night. To me, it was a curious condition of the atmosphere, both beautifully still and dauntingly calm. There is something to be said of the things people are too afraid to touch, and no...

Her very best friend had told her she was insane after their very brief conversation. Well, Wella had concluded something of her own—she didn’t understand.

She’d read the same book over multiple times, and every single page she turned, was like opening up a piece of her heart, the parts of it that had been closed off for so long. There was something so horribly magical about finding the one she’...

Down in the depths,

Way under the surface

A flame was kept

As our own small burden;

And there it stayed

And there, hidden, it burned

‘Till it grew so

With ruby rage and churned.

Scorching inside

Painting all a charcoal

Where still it resides

—Some horrid miracle.

At surface waits

Will it sooner conquer?

Fire feasting ‘till

It’s seen nigher than yonder.

Come close it will,

Boldly consuming al...

Hope is like watching heavy clouds of rain form overhead, and praying they don’t rain down on you, soak your clothes through, and send shivers through your body. And if it does rain and storm, then hope is crossing your fingers that the sun will greet your eyes once more. Nothing is for certain, and that is hope. Hope is praying the glass doesn’t shatter—the thin casing around your heart that you ...

Like a lioness, I prowl on the lonely

On the singled out and gouty

When everything seems normal

And the tall walls come down,

I step lightly on my feet to pounce.

Do you see that lurking, dark shadow of yours?

How it was before when you turn

Then reaching it’s ready hand out

The mome...

Deep in the stormy clouds we carry, there is some amount of relief in silence. There is this unexplainable hunger for darkness. Not the kind that rains evil on our souls, but rather the darkness that gives us a much needed exhale from the breath we’ve been holding tightly in our chests for so long. The taughtness our lungs carry everywhere, strained and barely able to to sustain any more than what...

“Here we go again,” the brain broke the days silence.

“And just when I was beginning to feel better…” The gut had had a horrible stomach ache only a few days prior and was praying the organs would remain as such just until he felt more like himself.

“Shh,” the heart interjected, “I think we should go for it!”

“Well of course you think that,” the brain said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” T...

As she walked further into the deep wood, little by little a voice grew. It said nothing, but the melody it hummed drew her close. The girl hadn’t lost her mind. She’d simply let herself drift too far. Is that the same thing?

Every next foot infront of the other took her into a maze of glorious sound. The same voice overlapped softly in a beautiful harmony, and the closer she got to the very hea...

Some day you will meet someone who will kiss your scars instead of cause them....