Normally Monsters Are Under The Bed

Normally Monsters Are Under The Bed

by | May 23, 2019 | Poetry

Normally monsters are under the bed Not mine… Mine are hidden inside my head. Waiting and shaking Too scared to speak Too broken to dream It’s a sad fate Feeling lost in a place that should make you feel safe. But what do I know? I’m only one of the millions trying to...
The Beginning

The Beginning

by | Mar 4, 2019 | Poetry, Stories

All my life I craved to be as beautiful as a flower. I wanted the ambience, the essence, and the admiration. In the spring, I would watch the bees rushing to get a taste of all the flowers they could get. I wondered what it felt like to be craved that bad… I would...