Tag: Prose
STOP DOWNPLAYING Yourself!
Lead With Love: Wish It Well
Purpose Hurts
Smile or Else…
“Who’s There To Save The Hero?”
This Will Be An Everlasting Love!
A Hot-Chili-Peppered Mess!
“Ohhh, I’m Missing You…”
HELP ME! I can’t breathe!
Mental illness–to me–is like air that never enters the lungs. You can’t breathe; feels like you’re drowning–then again, you are drowning. Silently sinking deeper into a dreadful peril that no one can hear or even see. On top of the surface, everything is calm, still, might even look peaceful–untroubled … Continue Reading HELP ME! I can’t breathe!