There is a swing

High above the city

A hole, like through the looking glass

Twisted, nonsensical reality

I go there when I am feeling lonely

Just sit and swing

Back and forth

Wondering, what even is my worth

My head feels lighter

High above the city

In the clouds

Away from people, away from crowds

Sometimes, I want to let go

Just release and fly

Up and down

Instead, I hold on to it and cry

...

I love my job, I think

Blank stare, scratching my head…a blink

Well, I do what I must

Everyone, everything will eventually turn to dust

Some of you must think of me as grey and bleak

Some of you might think, I only come for the weak

I am not scary and grave

And when I knock, You don’t need to be brave

I don’t pick and choose

That’s not what I do

I swear, it is true

Life happens, it’s so fast

...

Every day, indeed…yes

Dosing me…I confess

A little comment here

And there…

How much more

…can I bear

I am losing my confidence

Myself

…someone

Pleaseeee…help

I know I am not prefect

I see it in the mirror

It reflects

I’m no hero

But, why does he reminds me daily

Why am I the punching bag

I long for a quiet day

One, where he would have

…nothing

To say

Perhaps, I’ll dream it up

…per...

Everyone is staring at me,

I am certain of it

I’m not making it up

Not even a bit

I can feel the piercing eyes

Stuck to my back

Maybe I am going crazy

What the heck?

I keep turning my head

All the judgy frowns

My eyes, blood-shot…red

I must tell!

Mother, may I?

What is it dear, what do you need?

Nothing much, just to confess

I smoked some weed!...

My head turning in a panic

I’m acting little manic

I thought I saw a shadow, a figure

It was huge, a giant…perhaps even bigger

People say I am going crazy

My wits are gettinng hazy

But, I know what I’m seeing

Supernatural, fantastical beings

Vast, stupendous figures in the gloom

Sometimes I see them in my room

They wake me in the dead of night

Shake me and give me a fright

Long and pointy sq...

I could hear her shoes squeeking on the vinyl floor. Her steps fast, she was in hurry to get to her destination.

“Excuse me, I am looking for the bus stop, could you point me in the right direction?”, such kind and yet little confused expression on her face.

“I feel like I have been walking in circles”, she followed that by a nervous giggle. “It’s one of those days, too much to do haha. But, real...

TRIGGER WARNING; suicidal ideation!

Hi,

I wasn’t going to write a letter, but then I figured, if I didn’t…it would leave too much room for speculations. I know you would probably think this was your fault, you should have seen the signs. But, how could you? Not even I saw this coming. So, don’t blame yourself, if that’s even an option. Grief is a funny thing, we carry it around thinking it wil...

(Trigger Warning)

Loud buzz, the alarm just went off. I open my eyes and slam the alarm clock with urgency.

I am so freaking tired! I lay in bed with my eyes open, just staring into the ceiling, contemplating my life choices.

“It has to end, I can’t go on like this. Otherwise, it will end me.”, the choice is simple and obvious. At least, for most people it would be.

“How did I end here?!”, tears...

Christopher

(Suddenly and intensely):

She cried…when the doctor finally handed you over to your mother…she cried a lot. We talking Niagara Falls down her cheeks. Lake Superior in her palms. Busted fire hydrant in her eyes.

In fact, everyone in the room was crying. And not because it was a beautiful serene moment. No, it was because you were so UGly that they had an exorcist on speed dial just in ...

First, I got up and made myself a strong cup of coffee. I am going to need it to get through this shit show of a day. In my head, any day of the work week turns into a shit show, as soon as I open my eyes. Today is Monday, sooo that’s like bullshit x2. I don’t know who came up with a 2 day weekend idea, but they can fuck right off!

My hair looks like a crows nest and don’t even get me started on ...