P/people wanna talk while i’m not around to hear
Really, T/they don’t know what i’m made of
P/people keep on walkin’ so far away from here
Clearly, i’m the one T/they’re afraid of…
4 days into NaNoWriMo and i’m already behind… i didn’t intend to blog the progress, so don’t get all weird about seeing writing from me all throughout November… lol… but i DID intend to spend November writing.
Though i don’t write novels. i did mean to focus a bit on some poetry, though.
Continue reading “Confession .224. So What If I’m The Monster That’s Been Here All Along…”
Is A/anybody out there?
Can Y/you take this weight of mine?
Is A/anybody out there?
Can Y/you lead me to the light?
i don’t like talking much about my dad. i’ve told the story in here of how he died/how i found out about it… and i’ve told a few stories about him generally – especially when it comes to ways i’m like he was… but otherwise, i don’t really like to talk about him. Tbh, it’s still really hard… 5 years later, things like his birthday still make it feel like it was yesterday.
Continue reading “Confession .223. You Are Not Alone; I’ve Been Here The Whole Time…”
When the morning comes, when W/we see what W/we’ve become
In the cold light of day, W/we’re a flame in the wind, not the fire that W/we’ve begun…
Every argument, every word that W/we can’t take back
Cause with all that has happened, I think W/we both know the way that this story ends…
Today, because it’s oddly appropriate with this photo, I’ll be sharing the last of the 3 pieces I performed at BOI’s Beyond the Rainbow event. This was the first piece I read at the event, and the first that I wrote, but the last one that I’m sharing with you. As I’m sure, when you read it, you might understand why it needed a… particular… photo to feel appropriate. *Grins*
Continue reading “Confession .217. I Want To See You Smile, But Know That Means I’ll Have To Leave…”
Is she the one that I couldn’t be for You?
Is she the one?
Mm, I hate that You’re the one that I never get over
That I wanna get closer to…
Today I want to share another one of my poems from the Beyond the Rainbow event that was hosted by Beta Omega Iota back on September 22nd. The event was LGBT-focused, and so I began with my story of my sexuality in mind when I started writing and… well… you can see the turn it took…
Continue reading “Confession .215. I’m Laying In The Shirt You Used To Like…”
Nothing that you say is mildly true
Spit deceit through shift smiles
Two faces you’ve had for awhile
You act like such a fucking child…
Today, I’d like to have a fun little chat about gaslighting – so please consider this your trigger warning for subjects like self-harm, psychological/mental abuse, and other similar themes. If you click off for this reason, then see you next time! ♥
Continue reading “Confession .207. Turns Out I’m Your Favorite Thing To Discuss…”
My brain is poisoned and I’m searching for the antidote
But every time I find it
My defenses scream, “Oh no you don’t!”
Those of you who know how much I relate to music and follow my Facebook may have seen this particular post coming.
On August 1st, Gabbie Hanna (TheGabbieShow) released a Youtube Video called “Roast Yourself Harder Challenge (Diss Track!!!!!)” framing the video as another attempt at her ‘roast yourself challenge’ video now that she had more fuel for her self-disses. But about 2 minutes and 30 seconds in… it gets real… and deep… and dark. And while she’s describing her relationship with the Youtube Sphere and being a social media influencer, I find that it screams my heart for what it’s like to be a blogger in SL. So today’s post will be the lyrics from that point onward… and the video will be embedded below for you to listen to the whole thing if you want. I heavily recommend it… it’s crazy good.
Continue reading “Confession .203. But The Static Still Cracks In My Veins…”
AM radio, not much to do
Used monsters as an excuse to lie awake
Now the monsters are the ones that I have to face
No band-aids for the growing pains…
Normally, it’s not my style to name here. However, today, I’m talking about my own relationship… and anyone who knew me at any point in the last year would know who that is, so let’s just save ourselves the trouble, shall we?
Continue reading “Confession .195. Can’t Find Pieces Of My Peace Of Mind…”