To say it never crossed my mind would be a bold faced lie. But I never truly put much thought into it. I like to joke that my being alive was to spite those who disliked me. It’s a positive twist for such a morbid thought. I have never written a suicide letter, not even …
Not much of a Twenty One Pilots fan, but something about this song stuck. (Most of the album, actually, but let’s not talk about that.) It’s the lyric, the repetitive chorus, “Wish we could turn back time to the good old days/When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out.” The first …
Sometimes I forget other people have feelings. Sometimes that they’re even human. I awoke to the sound this morning. My world shook and I was ripped from my dream. I’m consumed by whatever madness lives within me. The pressures of just smiling weighing me down. I look in the mirror and see the edges cracking. …
Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your holiness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key I can’t sleep. I haven’t been getting much these last few days, weeks, …
Chapin City Blues 