Falsely accusing my heart for the terrors lying in the cobwebs of my soul.

The madness... It never ends.

Sometimes asking is the hardest part

I watch each tear fall onto my paper, counting them, willing them to stop falling... They never, ever listen.

I don't think I have ever blushed so much in my life

That awkward morning when you walk into school and all your friends look at you because you're showing a lot of skin

You know you've had a stress filled day when your head is pounding so hard you're sure everyone can hear it, too.

How the hell do I write a poem about her? Massive writers block.

Ha! I finished it! Finally over the writer's block :)

I know it's gonna be an interesting day because I immediately started listening to In This Moment... Scary and beautiful wrapped in one.