Internal II (wanderer)

there is someone wandering around on the inside of my head she and i are not the same and she often wishes I were dead she whistles haunting tunes, a sickly sweet into my ear, a restless hum of seething rage to fill my veins with endless fear she bids the sorrow that wears meContinue reading “Internal II (wanderer)”

April Showers

The month of March has really beat me to a pulp, hence the lack of posts. Sometimes the emotional ups and downs in mental health are just too much and the idea of practicing vulnerability feels more like horror and suffocation and makes me want to hide forever. With that being said, I am goingContinue reading “April Showers”