Overwhelmed by the world
She walks out into the darkness
Not knowing what she'll find.
Drip
Drip
Drip
The thick blood drops...
Cold and alone
She wants to turn around.
Looking at the light behind her, Is anyone there waiting?

Writing

So, I've started writing again. Just kinda writing whatever pops into my head, whether it sounds good or bad. I missed writing as I used to do it quite a bit when I was in high school. Unfortunately, whenever I'd write in the past, it was usually followed by a deep depression which was always hard for me to come out from. So for years, I've been a little scared to pick up a pen. I've had an incredible urging for the last year or so to release some creativity and haven't been able to find my outlet because I didn't want to fall into depression, but it is actually helping me this time around. Maybe I'll pick up where I left off on the book that I was writing years ago. Never know - you may see me on the best sellers list. What a dream!!

Spoutings...

Everything feels so surreal
The air thick with regrets.
Walking through this haze
I feel a sense of dread.
Where do I go from here?
Fear builds as doubt comes in
This life is not mine now
The end of the road seems so close
Is this where I get off?