walking I used to walk for peace of mind and to clear my breath of the indoors and the stress that others put into the air, but I had been walking for hours my feet are worn and pins line my heels and push deeper with each step with red footprints I leave behind… but the air is so beautiful, it fills my lungs warmly and I can close my eyes and feel myself between seconds and relish in that place o...

We aren't all

Alone in our struggles

There is someone out there

That feels just as we do

I’ve come to realize this

More and more recently

I see the lost and confused

The ones who struggle each day

I see them in a way only someone

Who’s been through the same can

I know how you feel, I’ve felt it

Myself, not so much now

I think I’m healing, I don’t pray for

Peace anymore instead I

Pray f...

PS: (listening to “SKINNY BY BILLIE EILISH” will definitely impact, for I wrote it with that in mind, for it related. Enjoyyy)

I’ve lost 40 pounds

I’m 17

I’m a girl

I’m black

I’m scared

I’m confident

…

I’m trying

I used to be suicidal

/

I used to hate myself

/

I’m sorry “me”

/

Sorry I didn’t love you like I should’ve

/

I’m sorry about the abuse I put against you

/

Your wrists and ev...

checking my weight

still underweight

but i have to be less

frowning at the scale

glaring at the mirror

but no matter, i’m still a mess

why do i wish for a flatter stomach

when all i do is overeat

how come i beg to just finally look pretty

when those are standards i’ll never meet

under 100

just checked today

but my ‘friends’ all claim they are less

their hourglass shape

compared to my awkward ...

Every war has its own battles

Clashing ideals

Chasing goals

Triumphs and losses

Every battle a moment to contemplate

To reconnect

Reconcile

Recover

Every day has its own struggle

Novel and aged

Again and again

Until you get it right

Every mind and body correcting itself

Finding what feels good

Confronting the bad

Seeking a happy medium

Checking every objective off the list

Fighting a war with...

The overnight ferry from Piraeus was perilous.

Into the water’s darkness and vastness, I peered.

Iraklion’s terra cotta shined like an oasis at daybreak.

Finding my humble quarters in Greek was curious.

A demitasse coffee, dolmas, pita, feta. Noon neared.

The palace at Knossos. Broken by a faraway quake.

Night swarmed with hustlers, smoke and mosquitoes.

Too many Zeos but plenty of laughs made my ...

The sun is just starting to breach. I wake up to the sound of the work truck starting next to me. Another night in a vacant parking lot with other sleeping guests curled up in their trucks, all waiting for one thing, to start their long journeys of hauling loads for the day.

I start pulling myself up to the front seat from the backseat of my coup. I think to myself do people see the loa...

The wind blowing through my hair

My nose, grasping the strong scent i’m nature

Reminding you how dirty air in the city can be.

Driving down a wavy road with nothing but trees on every side of you

The sun gleaming through the trees, almost like glitter

Then we stop finally reaching our destination

We unload our needed things and settle down to enjoy the breeze

As it gets darker, it gets harder ...

When the world is beneath you,

Everything seems . . .

small.

Small, like an ant in the sidewalk,

Small, like a newborns tiny fingers,

Small.

And when the world is beneath you,

Everything else seems . . .

Large.

Large, like the sky above the mountains,

Large, like the great big oak tree in your old backyard.

Large.

That is what happens when

The world is beneath you....

My feet dangling—down, down, down—into the crystal-clear ravine of dreams, a beautifully malicious place to be. I wait and wait for a path to show, my future cannot be foretold. Still, I stay, wishing for luck I will not receive.

Forever adrift in this dreamscape of grief....