Under my feet

I stand on everythingWhich used toSuck the lifeOut of me. I stand onWhat usedTo hold me captive.Under my feetAre my Insecurities. Under my feetIs all the thingsI allowed toDrown  me. Under my feetIs my old life.Under my feetIs all the thingsThat once heldMe captive. I stand undefeatedFor what onceHeld me captive.I now stand on it.For … Continue reading Under my feet

Act of war

Breaking awayFrom the norm.You've said yourFirst noWhich is anAct of war.Everything isA constant struggle. You say noWhen you usedTo say yes.You've brokenAway from the norm.You have becomeAn asylum seekerIn your own head.Where do youGo to?Who do youGo to? I got tiredOf living this way.I got tiredOf always feelingMiserable and suicidal.I am going to sayNo to … Continue reading Act of war

The human behind the ink

Perfectly flawed.A beautiful mess.Smiling and moving on.Trying with each dayNot to turn back. The human behindThe ink.Perfectly imperfect.Loved unconditionallyBy someone who maybeIn the present orWaiting in the future. The human behindThe ink.It could be meIt could be you.We all hide behindSomething.Ashamed of beingVulnerable.Scared to be seenBut yearning to be seen. The human behindThe ink.The human … Continue reading The human behind the ink