The fan hums back and forth in this small room. The feeling is simple in its complexity. A myriad of emotions keeping time with the cool wind that flows over me every few seconds, and I’m reminded of my loneliness. There’s an empty space in the bed next to me and a fullness in my mind. Continue reading →

There’s a place in a persons mind where they go and don’t feel. They go there sometimes when life is hard and it seems like the world is against them. They’ll stop there for a moment and realize how insignificant the trouble in front of them is. In this place, they are larger than life, because they are. Here, they can take on the world, because they can. Here, their problems don’t affect the way they view their lives, because they don’t. It’s troubling though, because when everything in life is going their way, when all the stars are aligned and things are good, people still visit that place in their mind. As if there is an allure to the torment within the walls of their conscience. Despite the comfort provided, there’s always the reminder as to why the room was built to begin with. Continue reading →

There’s nothing more endlessly frustrating than when you’ve spilt your heart out for someone time and time again and they continuously shrug it off as if you’re delusional. Especially when, the same person you’ve expressed your feelings for has reciprocated their feelings for you. They’ve said the same things, done the same things, and yet refuse to allow themselves to actually feel the same things you do. Continue reading →

Cassandra had never been alone before. Granted, she wasn’t really alone, she was surrounded by the people whom supported her for the first portion of her life. But she felt alone. The life she lived for the past five years was gone. And the love she felt, had gone with it. Like the warmth of summer slowly fades through autumn, so too would the light in her heart. Sadly, Cassandra had tasted but a fraction of the pain and sorrow to come. Continue reading →

Another night of staring at the tv, watching the same movie again. Looking at the empty walls here in this house. It’s funny, in a terrible way, how a home can become just another house. How the walls that were once covered in pictures of a seemingly perfect family are now covered in small knickknacks and the occasional picture of a child once present. How the halls and living room which were once filled with the laughter of an innocent little boy are now barren of emotion and quiet beyond compare. I can hear my heartbeat in this house. I can hear the ache of a love gone too soon. Continue reading →

My life is a bit in shambles right now. I’ve spent the last few weeks in a state of anxiety, nausea, and depression. Between work and my home life, I’ve had little to no time to do the things which make me happy. Here’s one thing that does…  Continue reading →