I am the Moon

I am the moon There is a part of me you will never see. A part so dark that even the faintest light will never reach. Claimed but never owned. A space occupied by incredible darkness.   I am the stars. A billion thoughts all at once. Each one both alive and dead at the same time. …

Over What Weight?

I don’t accept my body. I don’t love my body. I don’t even like my body. In fact, I’m embarrassed of how I look. I’ve convinced myself that I will never be considered for the job I want because of my weight. I fully believe that I will never find a man who loves me …

Her Doc Martens

I miss her. I miss the way she laughed at my dark jokes about suicide and death. And her disapproving glance at my self-deprecation. A quick side-eye at my dismissal of her complements. I miss her doc martens walking towards me, inviting me into the office after waiting in the cold entrance. They knew me …

Reflect

I lie here scrolling through instagram. Every picture reminds me I’m not enough. I was never enough. I was supposed to graduate this year. Caps and gowns draped on people who I once walked alongside. But I swear they forgot me when I left. Every picture they share, my heart shatters a little bit more. …

My Brain is Sick

My brain is sick. Very sick. I hate to admit that. It’s not physical. You can’t hear me falling apart. You can’t see the lack of chemicals. There is no evidence of the life I live aside from the stories I tell and the art I create. There is no way to know I’m telling …

I Am an Artist

I am an artist. Just as many have been before and many more will follow. It’s not just a skill or a talent. It is life. Every part of who I am is incapsulated by the desire to create even though in my eyes, I’m not even good. Colour. Movement. Words. Life. Nothing can escape. …