I tear at the air with glass nailsthat have learned to scalemountains of mirrors.
Just because your heart is beating, doesn't mean you're alive.
It's so hard to find the place somewhere in the middle of the best and worst I've felt.
You haunt my days and dreams.
You know all that sympathy that you feel for an abused child who suffers without a good mom or dad to love and care for them? Well, they don't stay children forever. No one magically becomes an adult...
Trees lose their leaves in blizzards like these.
I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.
I don't have problems. I am a writer. I am the problem.
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
All the whackjob psychologists out there will tell you that grief is a process. Some say it has five stages. Others say that grief should only last two years at the lost, otherwise it's "abnormal". Pu...
Just because you have baggage doesn't mean you have to lug it around.