I have never known the peace
just the endless gnawing hunger
Desperate and empty,
with all the stability
of an imploding star.
I crave the hearts of worlds
not my own,
across the cold yearning
of my own expectation,
hollow hands with open palms
reaching ever outward. Continue reading A Supernova’s Discontent
I’ve been posting pretty infrequently the last few months, to the point where I’m sure some of you wondered if this blog had been abandoned. It hasn’t, however I have found it difficult to update of late.
I always assumed that such a huge slump in my posting would be due to me reaching a point where I had nothing to say. In reality it’s quite the opposite. I’ve had a tidal wave of hellish events come crashing down and I have so much that I want to scream that it all seems to have created a choke point, a violent, tangled mess that has all of my words piling up on the back of my tongue and paralyses my fingers above my keyboard. A deafening roar of white noise drowning my focus and my creativity until I’d rather hide under my desk than sit down to write.
Continue reading “I’ll Tell Myself That It’s Okay & This Time I’ll Believe It…” – Says The Pretender To The Mirror
This often feels like the most offensive question I’ve ever been asked and the most offensive part of the question is that it’s socially inappropriate for me to be offended, for me to be anything other than grateful for their well-meaning but ultimately useless and often condescending advice.
“Why don’t you just get up and do something fun?”
“Why don’t you just go do something productive?”
“Why don’t you just stop being depressed?”
Yeah, why don’t I? It’s so simple, why didn’t I think of that? Oh wait, that’s right, because it doesn’t work like that.
Continue reading “So Why Don’t You Just..?” – Said The Ignorant To The Broken