Wake me up on the broken floor Foreign land that I’ve been before Feels like home, but I’m all alone Still don’t know what I’m crying for   Wake me up on on the broken floor As cold as it’s ever been before I’m wrapped up tight, but I’m not alright A thousand keys and … Continue reading →

It seems that getting this whole writing thing back up again has severely adjusted my whole being. It’s sort of an uncomfortable comfort – an unwelcome friend that turns into exactly what you’ve been waiting for. Did I have confidence that I’d be back in this place again? Not really, if I’m being honest. But for … Continue reading →

After months of being this version of myself that I wanted everyone to think was real (myself included), it’s now time to put out into the universe what’s really been going on in my head. I wish I could say that this was by choice, but I think if I don’t start taking advantage of … Continue reading →

Maybe I’m going deaf. My whole life, I’ve tried to soak up everything I’m supposed to know to carry on in the best way possible. I listened to so many different things – my parents, teachers, music, and I think I imagined that everything combined would create this amazing final assessment. Some glorious “a ha!” … Continue reading →