Feb 13, 2017 – 12:41 AM

Aware

I’m having trouble sleeping. I’m impatiently waiting. I’m anxious for a time that has not yet arrived. I want to keep moving, but that’s just not how it works. No need to rush. I have to keep sane.

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Moody Bitch

 
Moody

I hate this feeling. Feeling helpless, feeling stuck. It keeps building until I explode. And when I explode, I explode with a vengeance. Hateful words spew from my mouth. Hot tears roll down my cheeks. The back of my hand bruises from the rage I unleash. And then everything becomes silent…

BRI.V.M.