There is a knock at the window of my mind the glass vibrating across me, reminding me, all is not as it seems. The anxiety of...

It is all too much. The struggle is beyond a struggle; I am consumed, lost within the scope of overwhelm, trapped within a cycle that...

A new year begins in a blink where the last feels unfinished. This seems to be how time is travelling these days. One moment to the next...

The monotonous rhythm of the rain hitting against the window reminds me of the walls I am trapped within, not literal, circumstantial,...

When it all gets too much where words do little to appease the agony, the tearing of my heart to the opposite ends of the world, when...

I wait for the hours to pass, the days to be consumed into the end of the week. The pressures of each moment compounding, the dance of...

There is a chill that sets into my bones It whispers in the night, even when it is warm reminding me that not all is as it seems....

I am consumed with the pressures of performance that in the quiet of life I feel lost, confused and waiting anxiously for the next chaos...

I can feel it dancing in the back of my mind, a constant reminder that it is always there, it is always a breath away; Yet, I cannot...