Writing Conversations

Misscommunication

When I am around you, I feel lost. Maybe it’s because of the thoughts I have That drown out what is real, And what is not-- Maybe it's my mouth replacing the air with water, Heavy in my lungs--   I'm afraid of what will come up Once I try to connect the words in… Continue reading Misscommunication

Writing Conversations

Paper Planes

Breathing is like pen to paper—like a paper plane flying with writing hidden inside a single page— Who will get the last say? Who will find the message left behind? Maybe it will land in the water and become a boat holding all the hope an entire ocean can hold— Maybe it will go its… Continue reading Paper Planes

Writing in the Day

I’m Back

What happened to me?   When did I decide to give up my soul for a copy? Copying words and phrases that match the people standing next to me— And when did I stop myself from being?   I can’t think of a moment when I put my wants above someone else— So I’m reminded… Continue reading I’m Back

Writing in the Dark

Suffocating

This isn't what I asked for. I asked for freedom and confidence to open my hands and catch promises, But I feel crushed by a suffocating loneliness that bids me to go to bed. My eyes close and I let the darkness fall in on all sides, because I realize I am afraid of myself. I… Continue reading Suffocating