Normally Monsters Are Under The Bed

Normally Monsters Are Under The Bed

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

The Beginning

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 badโ€ฆ I would...