I survived. Maybe that's because I never really wanted to die, only to kill something within. I didn't know there were other ways to free myself. I was unaware that I could set my shattered soul aflame and rise again; lungs billowing smoke and ash covered wings. I didn't know I could fly. Or spit … Continue reading In retrospect…
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The thing about writing is…
The thing about writing is....It's fucking hard! I have a million things to say; but allowing myself to put them on paper is a most difficult thing. The majority of what I want to say and want to share with the world are at least rooted in my own true tales. The stories of every … Continue reading The thing about writing is…
What’s in the Box?
In the depths of my mind is a box full of things; monsters and nightmares and creatures with wings. Beings with claws and murderous shrieks. Venomous fangs and blood drenched teeth. A crate filled with terror and horror and screams. But the scariest beastie inside it is... Me. Not me now, not the me that … Continue reading What’s in the Box?