Flayed

Sometimes I feel so trapped in my skin. I find myself pulling at it when my mind wanders. Wanders into the arms of all the what-ifs. There are days when I’ll start with my nails. I find a catch, a jagged opening to tear away pieces of me, and I pick at it while listening…

Responsibility

“Only two people lived in here? Well, that’s not so…” I didn’t hear the man finish his thought because I walked away. And maybe I should have stayed. Maybe I should have corrected him. “Well, actually these figures are only representations. There would have been people crammed in here. Two to three families at least….

Let’s See How Long This Lasts

As an adult, I’ve never been much for positivity. And every time I started my intro post, “let’s see how long this lasts” was a subtle whisper in the back of mind. I guess not subtle enough though. Stopped me from posting anything for months. The blog remained empty. The whisper still whispering. I started a…