Cher journal, I'd like to share a story, one that is not mine, but needs to be heard. In March, my Uncle (who is younger than me by 6 years) was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma; bone cancer. For months his symptoms were thought to be growing pains, and when the doctors eventually diagnosed him with osteosarcoma, … Continue reading Bravery in Youth
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Hopeful Morning
Sunlight streams through fogged upWindows, onto our bare skin. Warmth found only in touch or Sleepy smiles and lazy kisses. Rolling and tumbling through duvet covers, Wrangled by last night's restless sleep. Yet, I feel wide awake as the Morning breeze drifts in from the rolling fields. Whispers and moans are scarcely heard by The … Continue reading Hopeful Morning
Overwhelmed
Fear. Like circling down a drain, Pouring out of me in waves- No. Pouring out of me like torrential rain. A treacherous thunderstorm that Breaks the clouds in the sky With a thunderous roar. A silent scream,A downpour of anxiety and pain and- Too much. Too much emotion to feel it all,Instead I will feel … Continue reading Overwhelmed
Demons
Curl underneath my skinAnd whisper sweet poison in my ear.Pour sweet nectar down my throatAnd fill my lungs with emptiness. Restrict and squeeze tight, Make my skin bulge and bones pop. Glue down my clothes And make me feel more of me. Caress my mind and body, Pull me into the most twisted of positions.Before … Continue reading Demons
Just Be
I often wonder if it would be Enough. Just to be. Would I still try to define myself by A career or qualification? Would I be happier than I am now? Or would the novelty wear off eventually. Would I grow to be resentful and full of Regret? Would I look back and wish I'd … Continue reading Just Be
Breathe Easy
Each time I leave,It gets harder to say goodbye. Each kiss and touchGrows more desperate, Each glance stretches, Holding onto an image ofYou.Each time I leave, The distance feels further. The minutes and seconds unravelLeaving only days and weeks Alone.Each sense of you fades; faint scent of you on my Bed. Each time I leave, … Continue reading Breathe Easy
The Café
Cigarette smoke sinks from her lips. She breathes in once moreAnd closes her eyes As Ash scatters onto her scarf.She glances at her coffee, Nothing remarkable about it. Although it seems to have gone cold- she sips anyway.Her hands are wrapped aroundA little fire,Puffing out whispers of deadlinesAnd addiction. She stamps out her warmthAnd her … Continue reading The Café
1, 2, 3
Flickering of light,Through each exhale it dims. Uncertainty drowned out by Soft music playing from playlist Number one, or maybe two. Racing thoughts barely conveyedIn a single glance. - Okay?- Yes.- You sure?- Yes.Time ticks away as nightFades into dawn. Always tossing and turning, Unfamiliar with an extra body. Taps along my shoulder, One, two, … Continue reading 1, 2, 3
Long-distance
Soft morning kisses, Whispers of touches from the night before, Paint reds and blues across my body, Soothe me please. Clinks of wine glasses from Opposite sides of the room, Opposite ends of the bed, Taking in one another's breath. Knowing glances whilst others Speak, too loud for music but Silence fills our space, Our … Continue reading Long-distance
Twenty-Two
Cher journal, It's strange being in your twenties; all of a sudden I feel this pressure to have my life together, to know exactly what to do at every obstacle I face, but I've found it's quite the opposite. Now more than ever is the time for making mistakes, for choosing different career paths and … Continue reading Twenty-Two
PTO (Please Turn Over)
Cher journal, Change can be scary, terrifying even. I find myself freezing up, like a deer in headlights- I feel lost, as if everything is moving around me and I am a fixed moment in time. I know this feeling is only temporary; I've felt it many times before, although my mind seems to tell … Continue reading PTO (Please Turn Over)
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