I Hear You

My sweet friend. You don’t have to tell me. I can see it in your smile. Or lack of smile. I can see you are struggling. Drowning. The waves of mental illness push you down every time your feet graze the soft sand. The wave of emotion comes at you like a tsunami. You get …

Sunset Eyes

There is a fire in your eyes. The veins of light that glow in bright orange mixed up with a vibrant red as you face the sun with heavy eyelids. The shadows flash by with a stark contrast. Almost like tv static flashing in and out of dark and light. The heat from the sun …

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. …

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 …