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Suicide, Unlimited: March 2013
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 12 March, 2013. Have you ever felt a burn. To run and try and do? Have you longed for adventure,. To just try something new? Are you vodka or bottle,. Are you switch or bulb,. Do you sing in treetops,. Or simply in the shower? Do you live each minute. In the passing of an hour? Do you dodge,. Or with punches roll? Or make the goal? I will walk differently;. Or will you in step fall? Are you anxious,.
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Suicide, Unlimited: November 2012
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 30 November, 2012. The way I see it,. There's the world, and there's me. This is the advice:. Listen to all, but decide for yourself. My battles or yours,. Everyone's are unique to them. Some may be harder,. But we all have our own Hell. This scene unfolds just for me,. In which there are. No silly love songs,. No sunny days,. I have my dark days,. My Karen blue nights. I have my guarded pink mindset,. Not tha...
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Suicide, Unlimited: September 2012
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 29 September, 2012. This weather is so. Fitting, so perfect for me. At present. Will I ever. Get out of this? Won't I ever be able. To function as I. I can't focus,. I either roll and. Dread all night, or lack. The energy to keep. My eyes aloft through. The day. My bed. Poppies and bluebonnets,. Enticing, calling for me. It is as though her. Arms have wrapped around. Me, and she whispers. In my ear: whispers.
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Suicide, Unlimited: January 2013
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 28 January, 2013. My coffee keeps getting cold. As I try to melt the sour stone. In the bottom of my stomach. I'm aching for Mango,. To spin up the volume,. Buds in each ear, and just. Let it scream to me a lullaby. What else can calm me,. On a day like this? I'm antsy and trapped and. My arms prone to throw and. My thoughts bouncing unchecked. Chords beg to vibrate,. To let out as loud a stroke. A servant to ...
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Suicide, Unlimited: Start a New Day
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 01 February, 2014. Start a New Day. So I kinda feel like you. Betrayed me, okay? And you wouldn't be wrong. To say that I betrayed you, too. And I'm so, so sorry. If I have to go my entire life. Without seeing or speaking. To you again, I will do it. To keep this from ever happening again. But I was alone and afraid,. And you weren't there for me. You turned your back as if. I was the enemy. Give me my time,.
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Suicide, Unlimited: March 2014
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 31 March, 2014. A Time to Be. There's a time to be silly,. And a time to be serious-. And I love the way he draws the line. I like the way he thinks,. And he makes me think too. I love the way he talks,. But not as much as the way. He always follows through. I really love honesty,. And he puts things plain. I love what he wants for me,. What he wants for us. There's a time to be bold. And a time to be afraid.
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Suicide, Unlimited: December 2013
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 30 December, 2013. To reflect, let's go back too far. At the end, I felt a failure. I failed at being a partner,. At being a mother,. A sister, an aunt. I failed at most everything. I had tried to do. I lost a job I loved,. Because someone gave the word. I lost people I cared for. Because I didn't watch my words. I lost the time I'd spent,. The work I had done,. The progress I had made. In a year, I worked hard.
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Suicide, Unlimited: Don't Go
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 22 January, 2014. I jumped a fence at midnight. Again at three am. We shiver as we speak. But don't want to go in. My toes went numb,. My heart swelled,. The tears came,. When the only words. You can think to say. But he can't stay-. When all the things. You wanted to hear,. Even the ones you. When you beg him,. And a promise he gives,. When you wish it was closer,. The place where he lives. He's traveling now,.
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Suicide, Unlimited: December 2012
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 30 December, 2012. How can you have stuck a song. That you've never heard before? How can you fail even when. You've given it your all? Why is it that a thought can. Slip and drip through your fingers? I'm catching water but my. Thirst won't be sated,. My hunger not abated. Haha we're not immortal,. Can you bury me? Can you hide me from the world,. So that I might rise again? A different life, a stronger body,.
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Suicide, Unlimited: February 2013
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The idea that, no matter the circumstances, everyone has Complete control over their own lives. 26 February, 2013. I'd Rather Be Home. Memories rise in my throat. Like an acid sort of bile-. So many things I can't explain. And a dull ache in my head. My mouth feels full of cotton,. My dreams, I fear, won't help. The chip on my nails,. The bite I can't repress,. All these things set. My teeth on edge,. As lately they always. Do seem to be. So empty of water,. So glad for my pencil-. I wish I could. Will i...
