Rhymes

Trying to find a creative way to say I think about you every day Sweet blue eyes, a comforting sight With you, everything feels just right

To You

I wrote your name on a piece of dissolvable paper tonight and watched it dissipate into water. I was among other survivors who, like me, ache to feel some peace. As the remnants of those four letters (which once brought on intense, visceral reactions) swirled around and dispersed, I was reminded of how little youContinue reading “To You”

Walking Alone

I wish I could find an eloquent way to say  I worry I’ll never be okay I go on another walk outside and  think about the parts of me I don’t like Tempted to call my mom and cry But can’t handle her concern when I say goodbye It’s maddening – really –  to feelContinue reading “Walking Alone”

Beach Day

I’m writing this on the beach in Carlsbad to remind myself that life is bigger than the USD campus, the hurtful text an old friend sent, and the boy I kissed last night. My existence is about more than these transient moments, and the world around me is a great reminder that I can experienceContinue reading “Beach Day”

Lost My Voice

I’ve been reading my old work. Can I still write without the hurt? I can’t type out words like I used to Now that I’m happy without you And I worry I have nothing to say Since I’m not manic or depressed these days Getting better was a choice But my fucked-up mind has lostContinue reading “Lost My Voice”

Do You Think?

The girls across the way look like they’re celebrating something. Do you think the warmth from their first drinks spread through their bodies like wildfire? Some guys at the beach lit their joints after the sun went down. Do you think the thought of getting high runs their lives? He said it won’t work andContinue reading “Do You Think?”

Paranoia

​​I’d like to ignore all the warning signs So, I’ll turn my shower on and off four times And ask Google why I’m paranoid Maybe something bad will happen Because I’m scared of things I’ve never minded The internet says it’s the comorbidity And I probably need to get more sleep But my meds alreadyContinue reading “Paranoia”