exist(ential crisis)

Is there more to life than to exist? I'd say so, but what expertise do I have? I'm merely a 24 year old girl with an inquisitive mind and a hell of a lot of baggage. However, in my professional opinion 😉 there's more to life than many of us are aware. We are more...

Losing

Moments are so small They disappear; leaving nothing but a trace of existence And that fraction of time makes all the difference left with its memory weighing heavily on your shoulders No instructions. No clear answers. How do you handle these emotions? Alone. Bewildered. Scared. Forced to take action. Create a path when there is...

It’s my why

I watch her hand shake as she reaches forward I'm unsure if it's the nerves or fear that caused the tremble in her voice Is she afraid of making a mistake or nervous because she's unsure? I had to hold back the piece of me that desperately wanted to hold her hand and guide her....

Dad

That moment still burns in my brain I try not to remember too often The pounding on my door The ringing of his voice in my ears Shaking in my voice as I call my manager The constant ache in my belly on the 6 hour drive To be relieved at what I find And...

(this one is whatever you want it to be)

what is your definition of life- no not what you've heard others say what is your meaning; what do you think? Have you found your answer yet? Don't wait for someone else to create a life for you. Find what makes your heart skip beats and what keeps you young, yet focused. No one sees life through...

journal of a girl who’s loved and lost

It's not hard to guess what my biggest motivator for writing is- pain. Pain makes my heart ache in a way that makes my fingers twitch. So I write. Heres how I could explain it best. Anything in life that causes me pain fills me with words I only wish I could say out loud....

Read me.

When I was younger I couldn't imagine my life as it is today. I couldn't imagine a life at all. That's the thing when you're young. You don't think of the future. I could never tell if I was depressed or if life really just sucked for me. Things were always bad; worse for me...

Footsteps in the sand

We live our lives ignorant to the fact that we leave behind an impression If someone followed in your footsteps, where would you lead them? (Follow me to my happy place) *BRB*

Im ok.

and when I saw your face I thought of the way you touched me and took from me all too much I was too young to understand the way you were hurting me what exactly you'd do to my mind because every time i think of you and how i didn't chose to have what...