“Water is lapping between your chin and neck, each wave colliding to the beat of your heart.”

His voice was quiet, but the young man listening hung on to every word, entranced by the disturbing vision crafting itself before his eyes.

“You want to escape, to leave, to be warm again, you pray and yearn for it, pleading for it like a child. But you find no relief. Your balls are in your stomach and...

My heart is bashing itself against the inside of my chest, screaming to be free

I keep gulping air in but my throat doesn’t want it. It’s hunched in on itself so hard that its muscles are swollen, shaking.

Sweat drips from the tip of my chin. Kinda looks yellow, I think.

I feel like I’m melting. Icing over. I’m becoming a puddle of frozen skin. Thawing, refreezing

So nauseous. I can’t puke. ...

I was born with a glow inside of me, a bright hope that was so strong it reached out through me to give itself to all

My days from then came and went, a warm hug left over for my memories

Everything is beautiful and wonderful and fair. Life is full of possibilities and I just can’t wait to grow up, to see those wonderful things they tell us about

Because I can be anyone, I can do anything. I’m...

The wind blows through my hair. I’m standing on the edge again.

I’ve gone to the edge of that white cliff so much lately it’s become routine, a sort of mindless therapy-type thing. Most people would probably say it’s a bad thing for a guy who wants to die to go stand on the slippery, mossy edge of a huge cliff, but I don’t think it is. At least not for me personally. See, I don’t wanna die that wa...

I used to walk with my feet

Now I fly with wings

I used to stay on the ground

Worried about tiny things

Now I soar high and see the world differently

Strange how things that were once so big

Now look so small

Things that never even mattered at all

I used to be loved, it’s true

But I can’t tell now if it was all a lie too

It’s just me up here

The past and I

Sometimes it’s easy to forget

Oth...