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  • Apple cider

    Apple cider

    Mornings starting like clockwork with a groggy feeling and incohesive thoughts If I was to put them down they’d resemble something like ink blots As coffee laced with sugar tickles my dopamine receptors into full gear I’m finding myself questioning  what are we all even doing here Stress and anxiety crippling my desire to create…

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  • Reflection of UGLY

    Reflection of UGLY

    Do you ever look back on your own actions and think woah my ego was over inflated? Because I find myself looking back and thinking how many apologies are thoroughly belated Though to always apologize leaves no room to sit and reflect on the darker sides of things Deeper then hurt the mirror is looking…

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  • Breathing

    Breathing

    In….1,2,3 Out…..1,2,3 I find myself having to constantly remind my body to complete this simple function. As anxiety creeps it’s ugly head around the darkest recesses of my mind, blocking out the light. Suddenly this task is something I find myself bribing my body to do. Sometimes I’d prefer to stop and let the pain…

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  • BLOOD ROSE: Epilogue

    Chapter fifteen:     So here we are yet again in this quiet room together, with only this deck of cards between us. Tell me, can you see my face yet? I know the haze over your eyes may still be a bit thick but you’ll see me soon enough. So, you’ve been on quite a…

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  • BLOOD ROSE: Chapter Fourteen~A Way Out

    Before I start this chapter I’d like to thank my family and friends and all of those who have been there supporting me to complete Blood Rose and inspire a world of stories to tell. This journey is far from over. ~Stay Everlasting 010101000000111111010101 Closure is such a beautiful thing. Not because it helps to…

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  • BLOOD ROSE: Chapter Thirteen ~Darkness

    Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength. -Arnold Schwarzenegger It was so cold here lately. Is this what death feels like? No this is a different coldness. “You’re a man! There is no need for you to be…

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  • BLOOD ROSE: Chapter Twelve~ An Unexpected Ally

    Non-violence leads to the highest ethics, which is the goal of all evolution. Until we stop harming all other living beings, we are all still savages. -Thomas A. Edison “Hey are you ok?” Jarren asked to the very pale princess. Maybe I can save him! After all I’m the future queen right? Persephone thought of…

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  • Depression

    Depression

    (My first slam poem I also wrote in high school the same year as Afterlife) Depression, The only emotion that truly leaves us helpless. People try to say get over it or what’s their problem. Nobody wants to believe a simple emotion could consume us to nothingness. So we are forced to believe their is…

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  • BLOOD ROSE: Chapter Nine~ Secrets

    Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway. -John Wayne They wandered deep into the forest which didn’t take long. The forest grew dark and dense with twigs that would pull strands of Persephone’s hair and clothes, she was having a hard time keeping pace with Harbrum who moved with ease through a…

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  • BLOOD ROSE: Chapter Eight ~Distance

    People don’t always need advice. Sometimes all they really need is a hand to hold, an ear to listen to, and a heart to understand them. –Zig Ziglar Coldsweats. Such a disgusting feeling. Persephone awoke on the back of the cattallama; a strong pulse under her ear was enough to pull her to complete consiousness.…

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  • Cracks

    Cracks

    There is a part of my heart that keeps stretching so thin When my daughter grabs his hand and says it’s a win Though I’m scared you know? So many broken promises and hearts left to hang Enough to make my feet go cold at the idea of a wedding bells ring He’s got that…

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  • Bipolar Tears

    Bipolar Tears

    Staining perfectly good sheets because the ending of happy movies always leaves you a mess even when its ok Rolling down rosy cheeks because your toe was once again jamming itself in places it shouldn’t bend like its trying to smite you Dropping to the ground because the wedding was so beautiful but you refused…

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  • Eating Again

    You’re eating a tomato? That’s seriously all you’re eating? That’s not enough! Correction I had a tomato with salt today for lunch. Years forgetting about being hungry, forgeting needing substinance to survive, can do that to you. The hardest part is remembering to grab breakfast, or remember lunch, and some days even dinner. Though coming…

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  • Crossroads

    Broken roads with bent road signs All the little things left behind From a broken heart A shattered dream Or so it may seem Let’s take a journey To pave a way A way into another day Where it goes beyond the mundane Mental illness that drives you insane Breathing still Silence Whispering thoughts into…

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