Night Demons

I can’t sleep. Night demons scratching at my back once again; Taunting me. Even when I close my eyes, they don’t get the message that they’re not welcome. Unwanted, uninvited pests, lurking through my thoughts, flipping through my conscious, reading aloud the crumbled up and tossed out pages of my life. annunciating each and EVERYContinue reading “Night Demons”

Aging: Is it a Look or a Feeling?

I had a weird moment while looking at myself in the mirror. I have been looking at the same face for as long as I can remember. I have the same smile, the same light in my eyes; it’s a little bizarre. You see, I thought when we age, or at least when a decadeContinue reading “Aging: Is it a Look or a Feeling?”

The Fury Beneath the Sane Surface

I don’t know how to be open anymore. I would like to be, but spiritually, it’s exhausting. I’ve done it already, and it turned out to be a waste of my time. The thought of tapping into the parts of me that made me who I am and explaining its relevancy appears to be redundantlyContinue reading “The Fury Beneath the Sane Surface”

…And I’ll Show and Tell You Mine

I dont want perfection Show me the scratches, bruises, and broken pieces of what use to be something whole Show me the defects, faded scars, stitches, deep cuts; I want to see it all. Tell me the pain below the surface, the things that haunt your soul, the demons that violently tap on your shoulderContinue reading “…And I’ll Show and Tell You Mine”