Kellen

You smiled as you saw me walking towards you.

a prison prison prison a beautiful prison but a prison all the same same same same same faces same routine same places trapped suffocating breathless gasps of nothing shrieks to nothing twisting turning gnawing gashing hot sucking soulless void not booze…

I dont wanna be your afterthought The one you only call when im all youve got The one you disregard when its all going well The one you rely on when its all gone to hell please understand me im pulling away ive made up my mind i wont waste another day but…

Sometimes all you need is a Carousel When your emotions are up and down When you feel like you just might drown Then you meet a friend who makes you smile They say take a seat and stay a while From the outside in it looks mundane For some perhaps even ins…

It's been four years since you didn’t make it out of post-surgery recovery.

Note: This was written in a very sleep-deprived state and as more of an exercise of just writing without self-editing or really thinking much about what I was writing.

You sit a few feet away, but looking in your direction I feel as though I’m standing on the shore squinting at a ship reduced to a tiny dot far from the coast.

Her blaring phone alarm jolted her from her sleep.

The breaks squealed as the train slowly came to a stop.

It had been there six months, taunting him.