People Assume…

“Mental illness. People assume you aren’t sick unless they see the sickness on your skin, like scars forming a map of all the ways you’re hurting. My heart is a prison of, Have you trieds. 'Have you tried exercising? Have you tried eating better? Have you tried not being sad, not being sick? Have you … Continue reading People Assume…

Be Near Me When My Light Is Low…

“Be near me when my light is low,When the blood creeps, and the nerves prickAnd tingle; and the heart is sick,And all the wheels of Being slow. Be near me when the sensuous frameIs rack'd with pangs that conquer trust;And Time, a maniac scattering dust,And Life, a fury slinging flame. Be near me when my … Continue reading Be Near Me When My Light Is Low…