Tag: depression
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Hanging over the Edge
My toes hang over the edge. Gripping. I’m not ready to fall, though I can feel it’s happening. Unsteady, wobbling, leaning forwards into the depths. xxx I know you are ready to catch me. But I don’t know if you can handle the weight of my fall. The heaviness of the burden as I land.…
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Beauty of Death
I collect dead things. I scrape the corpses of animals off the side of the road, boiling their bones on my hob. xxx I press dead flowers, keeping their rotting petals. I comfort the dying, watching them take their final breaths, souls leaving their bodies. xxx There is something beautiful in death.
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Inspiration Post – Life, pure and simple
My life is the inspiration behind all my work. During tough times, I found I couldn’t journal so I turned to writing as a way of getting things out. It helped and I continued to do it, never expecting anything to come of it. Starting a webpage or a blog was never my intention, after…
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Inspiration post – Connections
Connection. What is that word? Why do we crave it so much, and why do we distance ourselves from it? This post might be a bit rambly today. No notes written, no inspiration… I had nothing prepared. That’s not me. However, I attended a meeting this morning.. A group of men and women coming together…
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Sunk
Sunk. To the deepest place. The darkest place. xxx Can I get any lower? Can I feel any lower? xxx How did I do this? It’s gut wrenching. xxx The feeling in the pit of your stomach. Deep down as far as it can go. xxx Emotional turmoil. xxx Valium. xxx The keeper of sanity.…
Untamed 