I felt it was time I should post one of these, in an actual blog format. So here it is in all it’s glory. An. Update. So, as my writing hints at, I’ve been doing a bit of soul searching lately, rebuilding who I am and rediscovering who I want...
Glaring light pierces my room, as my blanket hums a siren tune. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP Slapping the snooze — It just won’t be quiet. Clutching the clock, yanking the plug, remembering my blanket, warm and snug. Head hits the pillow — eyes filling with sand, I slip back into...
I still look for you, in every room I enter — longing for your approval as I walk through the door. When it shuts behind me, the lock slams, deafening the room — quiet, and cold, my self-made tomb. I left your cup out, for your coffee in the morning....