So something made me think of the adage, about a picture being worth a thousand words. A thousand words is actually quite a bit, and it made me look at every picture that was around me, wondering how many words they were actually worth ( Read more... )

sometimes
I feel like
I am caving in
on myself
like all the places
where my organs should be
(lungs, heart)
reside little black holes
instead
pulling at my edges
unraveling me
swallowing me

sometimes
I feel like
I'm being devoured
by darkness
and it's so
very
hungry

I feel as if I should be writing. Ever since I was little, there was a dialogue in my head, a narration in the third person of each move, each flow of emotion ( Read more... )