savior

savior. dark, damp, dusty; the words you send feel like a wet basement and a cage. they sit on my skin and crawl. I imagine the young who see you as their saving, they hear the words as praise, acceptance, and it makes me want to vomit. a whisper, a drug paralyzing common sense when…

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friend

you say you don't lie, I 've caught you in a few spin a web, build your world but don't call me friend kiss me in public and laugh your big laugh calling attention have it, let them believe don't worry, your secret's safe with me friend

You bring up everything

inside of me that I wanted to let go. Alone, I stormed the clouds of doom and made them wish me away with my madness. But with you, I am weak. I fear things that are made up in an ever evolving loop of loss that never existed. Your absence sends me spiraling into a…

the battle wages on

Sometimes my breath still catches. Mindless reality that turns in an instant to a suffocating dawn. Memories flood the space that was once a clear and obvious agenda into a battle field, waging one more war in which I must fight. Heart races, eyes burn. Breathe. This isn't who you are. Warrior. Stand tall and…

7. Jenny discovers a few secrets

The room, that was minutes before a spectacular sight of objects flying through the air and wind whipping in every direction, was now eerily quiet. “Oh shit,” Becca said. The two girls slowly entered, cautiously stepping over broken pots and scattered earth. They inspected the glass that surrounded them. “There’s no way,” Jenny started. “I…

6. a tiny bit of destruction

“What are you doing here?” Becca asked as Jenny dropped her belongings on the counter. “Holy shit,” Jenny said. “This place isn’t how I remember it. Was it always this fucking big?” “Yes,” Becca answered. “It was. You probably don’t remember because you never came over.” Jenny was a few years older than Becca and…