We are always just one decision awayFrom self-destruction.One bitter thought awayFrom sabotaging our relationships,One attitude of self-pity away fromMaking every moment about ourselves.Our propensity towards self-harmIs disturbingly persistent.Desiring the forbidden fruitAs though none of the others were good enough,Leaning into our depravityAs though it were in our best interests to do so.We need saving-Not just […]Read more "On self-harm"
Against a “dictatorship on non-alternatives”Against the prevailing zeitgeist of self-worshipAgainst that voice in your headAgainst the feeling that life would be better if you weren’t around.Against such things – rebel.In a world that constantly finds a way to lean towards self-annihilationTo always be in tandem with itIs the greatest anarchy of all.The feelings may be […]Read more "A thousand tiny acts of rebellion"
I am not alone after all. It’s my thoughts That were leading me astray Telling me that I’ll always Walk alone And that I prefer things That way. But we all know That the defence mechanisms We developed to cope with our fears Are merely tough exteriors Are not who we really are. We were […]Read more "Not alone"
Is a peculiar hinterlandOf wonders and horrors,Facts and fantasiesWhere human consciousness residesAnd personality is incubated-Animating our beingInterpreting our reality,Making us human.Many of us have found great canyons there:The birthplace of ambitionThe genesis of great endeavorThe vastness of joy and love.And at the same time some of usHave found dungeons more confining thanAny man-made prison:Trapped by […]Read more "The space between our ears"
Looking in the mirrorGets hard sometimes.Sometimes I get tiredOf being disappointedAt my own reflection,Saddened by the reminderOf my own shortcomings,Done with all the parts of myselfThat exhaust me,Its no secretThat the meanest voiceIn my headIs often my own.It’s a good thing, then,That when my mindIs no longer a safe placeFor me to live,That God is […]Read more "Mirror, Mirror"
It starts off like a niggleIn the back of your throat;A common slightAn unsurprising snubA minor bruise to the ego.No biggie.But when you stay outsideFor long enoughIn the cold winds of gossipAnd cynicismAnd low expectations of lifeIt will not be surprisingIf that scratch in your throatDevelops into somethingPersistent and uglyAnd infectious.We are not often braveNot […]Read more "Victimhood is Infectious"
Her path started, just like everyone else’s:At home.As loving as any home could beYet even in the safest spacesTrouble always seemed to find a way in.Yet it was familiar.Warm.Home.The bad always came with the good,And so it was never worth mentioning.She didn’t know she was hurtingUntil someone asked her why she was crying.And so, indignant, […]Read more "Ordered"
Healing and patience are lovers – Alessia Cara What does it mean to give yourself time?To give your heart space to adapt? The thing about being hard on yourself is that you are always there to beat yourself some more. To still pull yourself in the wrong direction again and again. Everyone has their anxietiesTheir […]Read more "Pandemic Fatigue"
In many respects, We live simultaneously the best and worst lives of any generation gone before us. The potential for greatness has never been greater Nor has the proximity of discontent ever been closer. Its easier to get more things in this life than ever before, Especially if you’re born in the right places with […]Read more "Accelerator crisis"