Words Un-Spoken

Here lies the home of my deepest dreams and imagination

So See The Sky, Feel The Earth

At the skies you look, and the mountains you gaze At the meadows you run, at the oceans you wonder Heart fluttering, dreams soaring Little hand in mine, what will you wish for? What will be your deepest desires and... Continue Reading →

I Forgive You

To Someone I Love, I am sorry for all the times I hurt you. Emotionally and physically. I am so sorry for all the times I showed you how much I hated you, how much I disrespected your values and... Continue Reading →

Within Grey Skies I Feel

I am so depressed, I feel so down, so trapped, so scared. I can't tell you because I am trapped by my fear. I am scared to talk because I couldn't bear your thoughts, the blame you would put on... Continue Reading →

The Pain of Exclusion

Do you ever feel so hurt, so broken so dead inside that you just don't talk to anyone, not even able to face the joy of others. So as you fall apart, weeping inside, you protect yourself in a shroud of pain... Continue Reading →


Golden sunlight shining on trees, branches wafting in the wind. Each branch, each leaf shining green and silver as the wind buffets them back and fore against one another. Light blue sky, reddish brown branches. Little dark gaps through the... Continue Reading →


About a year and a half ago I moved from the home and area in which I grew up. I have not returned since, and my lifestyle has changed dramatically to become more conformative, more normal. Sometimes I get the... Continue Reading →

Luck or skill?

"I am so lucky to be where I am now " This is a phrase I have used a few times, and while it is true that my life is currently in a very good place, it is not due... Continue Reading →


Today I handed in my graded unit. It was a horrible process printing it off. I spent a lot of money and kept printing the wrong pages in colour and black and while. I had to keep going back to... Continue Reading →

Trigger warning! This post contains sensitive content relating to the feelings that arise when I self-harm. Sometimes I feel hopeless. I pick at scabs on my body relentlessly, making myself feel worse and worse about myself. I look in the... Continue Reading →

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