musings 

I’ve Lost My Superpowers…

My words are not so poetic these days. The words I string together that would drip with sweet metaphors and glided descriptions which flow in perfect harmony have been replaced with a blunt tongue and harsh reality along with predictable patterns and placement.  Boring. Dull. Drab. Meaningless. There is nothing beautiful here to read. Not right now. Will there ever be again? Have I lost my ability to resonate, to touch the depths of another’s mind and heart, to inspire and motivate, to write anything of substance? It sure feels…

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musings poetry 

Now Hear This…

I’ve Got Mad Writing Skills   “Put them on a page” Such an eloquent response Here they are, what now?   My desire is A fire burning inside Come and quench those flames   Slowly dying for Your attentions and your touch Don’t push me away   Let me be the one Your secrets are safe with me This could be awesome   Stop digging in dirt Precious metals come and go I am a treasure   Just open your eyes Take my hand and walk with me Don’t leave…

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depression mix tape music 

Distraction – Where is My Mind?

I have been a horrible blogger.   I went from at least one new post a week, to almost nothing. I feel awful about this. I have written, though, on my other website, Punk Rock Flea Market Lorain (PRFM Lorain).  So far it’s been a summer filled with lots of activity with building my business, getting the word out there about what PRFM Lorain is all about, plus the crazy chaos of my un-medicated mind. That last one has wreaked havoc, a lot – from spirals of over thinking to paralyzing apathy….

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depression musings poetry 

Spiraling Madness [poetry]

I decided to do some writing recently while in the midst of a depression spiral… this is the result.     The demons are after me tonight My own personal demons In my head Birthed at an early age They’ve lived here forever And tonight they are Twisting and turning Dancing and churning Fucking with my thoughts The logical processes in my mind Whispering in my ears Yelling in my mind Giving me tunnel vision They keep coming Attacking Have you ever swallowed your screams? Tonight I do just that…

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musings poetry 

Alarm Clock Words [poetry]

Words they spin and churn in my mind They wake me from my slumber Break of dawn I turn back over and close my eyes Wanting to squeeze a little more shut-eye out of the day The words take flight with wings and fly fly fly Around my head waiting for me to catch them and make them into something coherent They want to live They want completion Flying and wailing in my head They will not be silenced “Take us!” they scream “Make sense of us! Give us life…

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