A one man wrecking ball. You see him surrounded by admirers’Never alone, always a pair.You think, him? Everyone loves him.He must be a Good Guy. Yet you haven’t seen him in almost a year and you still have nightly nightmares.The things he said and did haunt your thoughts daily. “People aren’t all good or allContinue reading “one man wrecking ball”
Category Archives: creative writing
the multiverse theory
People are so concerned with themselvesno one cares how they hurt otherseveryone is too obsessed with their own worldto ever notice anyone elses’. We speak of multiverses as if it’s some sci-fi theoryyet it exists in front of our very eyeseach person lives their own creationyours, slightly different than mine. How much more enriched we’dContinue reading “the multiverse theory”
love letter to the universe
There is something innately peaceful abouta snowy field in the middle of the night.You can really hear your thoughts,hear them sync up with the pulse of the universe. I look out across the roaming vista,inhaling the frigid air into my icy lungsI am both exactly where I should be,and somehow, nowhere at all. The windContinue reading “love letter to the universe”
on mental health
On my good days I am like sunshine extending out to reach the farthest corners. On my bad days I am like fog overwhelming, thick, impossible to navigate through. On my best days I am certain that I am cherished beyond measure that everyone who loves me does so unyieldingly. On my worst days IContinue reading “on mental health”
big questions
Do you claw your way back from oblivion?It’s easy to sit here in all of my moods and sayit would be easier to just not feel at all. When you’re in that moment, when you feel the life draining from you,your consciousness fadingout, are you suddenly desperate not to leave? Sure, life is grim andContinue reading “big questions”
dream sequence
What dreams do know,as they float about,we sleep softly andyet, our heads are in places much remote. A sigh, a toss, a turn,reliving ones lossin the dark of nightit’s hard to know what’s wrongwhat’s right? These dreams do lie,and play their tricksthey dangle promises on our lipsso that when we wakethe sweetest painjust to haveContinue reading “dream sequence”
the monsters in us all
How easy it is for us to bemoan our own hardships, the hurts and betrayals that have been done onto us, what about the terror we enact on others? To live without fault is near impossible, if not entirely so. Each of us comes away from this life scathed and scathing. It is effortless toContinue reading “the monsters in us all”
on love and loss
‘all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice” has always been something I truly believed in. how do you define love when no two loves are the same? how do you move on from a love lost when you know there’s never anything that can replace it? and then toContinue reading “on love and loss”
wherefore for art thou, existence?
Perhaps just to be sentient is enough. Does life need a purpose or meaning, or is it enough to just be? Is BEING, consciousness, experience, enough to be worth it? In this moment, it feels like it is. To experience life, to feel it, and not only that, but to influence it. Your existence, noContinue reading “wherefore for art thou, existence?”
untitled screenplay: act 1 scene 1
Fade in: We see a worn wooden floor. The camera pans up slowly to reveal the darkened insides of a cabin, a snowy mountain range can be seen in silhouette outside the window. ELIJAH, a man who values his privacy and seclusion, sits in front of a small, wood fireplace. MAX, a white, fluffy, dogContinue reading “untitled screenplay: act 1 scene 1”
pretty words for wicked girls 