I feel human again.

I'm starting to write again and I'm beyond thrilled to begin writing a full length.

"Hope Will Mend My Bones"

I'm surrounded by people who refuse to change

But I know, I know I'm not afraid

And I see it in your face everyday

Repetition, you can't escape

I won't make the same, I won't make the same mistake

You say your life has been delayed

I have no choice, but to turn away

I know, I know we all grieve and ache

But at least I know one day, one day I'll be okay

I'll risk these days being alone

In this town that I've fully outgrown

All I've own is what I've known

Hope will mend my bones

"Untitled" (Still in progress...)

Well, I'm not at all surprised

By the weight on your mind

You couldn't keep yourself aligned

You've done more than cross your eyes

You became so fucking blind

By then I was indifferent

I took back my two cents

You've made a dent

That cannot mend

There are so many reasons why I can't wait to move out of this house.

The countdown begins: T-minus 105 days.

I marked a place worth going to. The coast is clear, an amazing view. We've got your luck to see us through.

Summer depression.

Apparently, I'm doing nothing with my life.

I think I only see my friends, the few that I have, about two to three times a month and when I do I feel fucking great. I really needed this past week.