shadow/destruction
the sweetness of suffering
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Secrets
Some days I forget myself, and I stumble. I wake from nightmares sweat-soaked, shaking, crying. Some days I am blind with melancholy. I see only in murky visions of memories I cannot bleach…
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Serenity
There is serenity in suffering. A kind of blissful agony. The tears that stain your face carve pathways and deep gorges in your heart, and you are a raw nerve in a world…
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Surfacing
I hid away in my head for so long, my body became a foreign land to me. A scarred and brutal landscape where demons roamed free. A place of nightmares. I lived in…
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Dark Matters
Trauma lives in us like a cancer. It lives in our bodies, forcing us to live in our heads. We become strangers to our own needs. The trap is insidious. We travel further…
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Godforsaken
I was a girl who walked for hours. I was a girl who explored the winding cobble-stoned streets of unfamiliar towns, listening to the musical lilt of an unknown language. I drank in…
