I have many of them. Scars from the bad times. The depression, the sadness. But there are also scars from the good times. The adventures and the parties. But it is the scars from the bad times that people notice. No one pays attention to the stories behind the good scars. Sadly, it is the … Continue reading Scars


Oh Death

Oh Death. Bring me your sweet release. I cannot wait for you to come to me Take me from this life. Rescue me from my pain My suffering My sadness And my loneliness. I have waited so long for you. When you finally come to me, I will welcome you with open arms. Gladly, I … Continue reading Oh Death


My mask is slowly crumbling. Falling away. Revealing my true self. How will I live without it? I hate what is behind this mask. I despise everything that hides there. I want the mask to become my true self. I need my mask. My true form is ugly It’s terrifying I can’t let you see … Continue reading Mask