'dance' Vulnerability Is just another place to hide nobody will ever know if I'm showing it all or if I'm holding part back I throw out my heart with the trash and hang myself on the line, just a sheet waving in the wind it looks like the water here isn't getting the laundry clean … Continue reading Dance


I keep digging in my ears trying to stop this feeling of lost dreams burrowing into my eardrums, I have aches in my neck from sadness that passed twenty years ago but the ache in my neck keeps coming back, a little nudge from my consciousness that, yes, those things happened, yes, you were abused … Continue reading Digging