Survivor

It's not boredom or a lack of better things to do, nor is it sociopathic tendencies. It's being in control of what everyone sees. It's being afraid to be the real me. It's navigating a hundred false truths and telling them without rue. You would call me a pathological liar if only you knew, but… Continue reading Survivor

I write poetry because

For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been pretty much exclusively writing poetry. And at first, I convinced myself I was doing it just to have something to post on this blog or to keep me writing, like it was a chore. Hell, over half of the ones I’ve posted were literally copied and pasted… Continue reading I write poetry because