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Heroic

Someone once called me brave for these writings and I’d like to revisit that. I’d like you to understand that I’m not heroic. I’m not brave. There are far braver people in this world than me. I’m simply sharing my… Read More ›

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Cliffside

I park my car in the hotel parking lot and grab my bags. I head for check-in, they’ve just started remodeling. The lobby is sunny and bright, with lime green chairs and abstract art. It even smells expensive. The hotel… Read More ›

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Rise and Fall

**very old writings** The rise and fall of your chest is a comfort to me. You are asleep, snoring softly. Outside past the balcony the ocean waves crash on the shore. It is another sleepless night for me. I walk… Read More ›

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Umbrella

Just wanted to share this artwork I did recently. It is a good representation of how my mood has been. I am the black umbrella. My mood is dark and depressed. All the colors want to come in but they… Read More ›

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Ragdoll

You’ve ripped out my eyes and replaced them with old buttons and I can’t see My legs are filled with sand, heavy and useless now It’s terrifying, this new body I have I can feel you stitching, always sewing and… Read More ›

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Social Media

That’s my problem you know? I always think I’m special If only for a moment I feel like someone could care That there’s a connection Then it all comes crashing back down Walls of water Held back by falsity Tears… Read More ›

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