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I Am

I have seen what evil looks like when I have looked in the mirror. I have known so much hate that it destroyed the definition that others knew. I have seen the shadow of a man as he grew from a boy and learned himself. I have been both that boy and that man. I…

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A Struggle to Feel Accepted

Sometimes it feels like life is an endless road of wanting to be accepted. After your family it begins when you comprehend the concept of friendship and with it the pain and harsh reality that not everyone has the same amount of friends in the world. For some who find it hard to form bonds…

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Morning

I see a light coming in. It is the morning, the day is to begin. The patter of feet, mouths must be fed. Parents tumbling out of bed. Past the Guinea pig, morning Tommy! Shhh girls be quiet, you’ll wake mommy. Cheerios for breakfast, we all remember the day. When we started our mornings this…

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I Write

How heavy my pen feels as I attempt to feel all of me. My weighted heart drips lines of ink as I steady my hand against the cause. Shaking body meets shaking soul, I shake myself free of thought. Writing it all till it burns my mind and I scream at myself to stop. I…

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Old Spooky House

I shared in the post Stonewall Street that I have lived in several homes on that road. The second home we lived in was actually due to being in between homes while we had our new house built in a newly opened empty lot. I would walk down to the construction site after school and watch…

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Charter Lakeside

“Have you ever wanted to harm yourself son?” the Doctor asked with seemingly true concern in his voice. “I’ve wanted to die for a few years now honestly,” I said back without looking up. I dropped shame from my eyes and felt the pain from my mother as she sat and listened beside me. I…