Poetry

Sense

Sometimes my feelings drive me crazyI know sometimes I make no senseBut here you are standing babyTrying to make sense of me I love you because of what you stand forAlways with me fighting this warI always smile looking backAt all the times you've made me laughIn the darkness and in the lightYou've always been… Continue reading Sense

Life Lessons

Vulnerability

Since starting my blog, I can't help but feel so vulnerable. I've touched on this before but the word keeps coming up in my thoughts and I needed to write it out. I can't help but worry about people talking behind my back about me having a mental illness. I always have paranoid thoughts creep… Continue reading Vulnerability

Life Lessons

B I T C H

I am a fucking bitch. I would not be surprised if I have been called a cunt a time or two behind my back. I am completely aware. I notice when my bitchiness comes out to play. I say something, irritated, and then I'm like "Damn, I'mma bitch" It comes out like verbal diarrhea. Whoopsy… Continue reading B I T C H