Sky.

For too long, I have been preoccupied with fulfilling the incessant expectations of others; yielding to the fatigue of a socially demanding and financially draining world; clouding my thoughts with a success driven mantra, that fails when compared to the golden measurement of God; suffocated by the hoards of many, yet when I raise my … Continue reading Sky.

Pythons.

The world is full of pythons. Not with scales, but suits, ties, and cheap Italian cologne. Camouflaged at bars, ready and waiting, martini in hand, searching for a moment of weakness. So tread carefully, save you be lured in by their cleverly crafted compliments. If you tread unwisely, they will ambush you, free drinks in hand; wrapping themselves around you, to warn other … Continue reading Pythons.

Disguised.

I believe, I was never meant to be born. A mistake, disguised as a blessing, a baby never meant to be. You see, I almost died within my mothers womb. My breath was meant to belong to someone else, someone more deserving. Not to the shell of the thing that I have become.

Me.

I know she's there, the other me, the one I was meant to be. But the current me is a gluttonous beast, feeding on my fears, failures, and insecurities. She loves my tears, and clouded thoughts. She beats back the real me, at all costs.

Decussate – Verb

"To cross in the form of an X; intersect." Placing a cross in the box, to most is a simple task. Used here as an identifier, a label, to sort us. Two choices, of which you must decussate one. Male or female. But I am none.

Prosopopoeia – Noun

"A figure of speech in which an imagined, absent, or dead person or thing is represented as speaking." Shattered and torn. You need to be fixed. An act of prosopopoeia, a nightmarish memory, fever born from lonely nights. I am what you need. All you need. Without me you'll be forever alone.

Rueful – Adjective

"Feeling, showing, or expressing sorrow, repentance, or regret." She was full of rue. Pained by her mistakes and misfortunes. The Reverend had said "Repent!" But that did not ease the shame, nor the prying eyes and callous whispers. For repenting with words, is non for gain. Her actions needed to shout. I'm sorry.