I Wished For You, Too

The years have been hard, A dullness, a dark room without any light. Hands always stretching out ahead, chasing, Everything always just out of reach. I thought of you when I needed some colour in the darkness, A flash of hope, of what I might one day find. I always had you in the back … Continue reading I Wished For You, Too

Dream Trip

'By the time I'm 30, I'll be recovered enough to go to New York.'  I lost years of my life to mental illness, with the hope of one day being able to recover - the one consistent thought being 'by the time I'm 30...' By the time I'm 30, I'll have recovered, faced my fear … Continue reading Dream Trip

Hope

I had a jar of hopes - a literal jar that I would fill with small pieces of paper with my hopes written down. Today, the wind sent the jar flying and it smashed. All my hopes that I have not read since I wrote them down, scattered all over the floor. I have debated … Continue reading Hope

Here We Are

It is over. It is done. I studied some business lately - I loved it. I had always wished to do it, never thought I would have the chance, the opportunity, or the brains... Yet, here we are. I have my work in front of me. There is 'excellent' scribbled all over it, on almost … Continue reading Here We Are