Relapse 

The redness of my right wrist says I tried to hurt myself again. I ignore your narrow gaze now fixated on my hand just to access the degree of damage. As if the depth of the scars would indicate how prepared you need to be this time – to pull me back out of it…

home is such a lonely place//

  Blink-182 made a new song. It goes something like this, “home is such a lonely place without you”.   21 years and I’ve never written about you.   Writing was always my means of coming to terms with things, writing was me coming to terms with the emotions, writing was my sanctuary; the act…

People will let you down. 

People are going to let you down. Even the most unassuming ones – the ones bonded by soul, bonded by blood, bonded by words.  More often than not, it’s not necessarily meant out of malice. Understand maybe their not attuned to the chords of your heart to know what would hurt you, what would not….

when I said I was difficult. 

when I said I was difficult; I wasn’t depreciating myself, I wasn’t unhappy with my circumstances  – and most importantly, I wasn’t challenging anyone to try and deal with it – many have tried, few came close to but none succeeded.  I knew the circumference of my soul, The depth of the abyss that is…