There is a hurt, angry beast inside me

and sometimes only he chooses when to come out.

The dog in the box (it’s me)

It’s getting bad again. Not super bad but I’ve been drinking everyday and I’m not worrying about the consequences properly. I took a lot from my parents- almost all of everything that was open. I’m getting some new stuff to try to replace it but that won’t erase what I’ve done or whatever is wrong … Continue reading The dog in the box (it’s me) →

Black and Blue

My thighs are black and blue from where I hit them Hyperventilating and out of control in the bathroom I didn’t care what the girl in the green hijab thought when I slammed open the door- Momentarily I didn’t care that I made her jump- I locked myself in the stall. And now I’m black … Continue reading Black and Blue →

Phage

I had this dream once, shortly after you left. I dreamt we were lost in some alley somewhere, taking pills and counting lines to sleep. I lost you somewhere along the way- walked all over the place trying to reach you; and when I found you, lying there, curled up in the dark, I just … Continue reading Phage →

Bad dog

I can’t handle kindness for too long I’ll bite then crawl back where I belong These days I’m feeling like a bad dog Somebody needs to call animal control