Felicia, do I spy an optimist lurking somewhere deep inside?
Beautifully descriptive piece. Few can communicate the depth of depressive emotion as you. The struggle. The resignation.
And now, maybe even the hope.
« Bienvenue ! Bienvenue dans le monde des Superhéros ! », c’est ainsi que m’a accueilli la sage-femme qui…
Countless physics classes and books. Everything failed. The first touch from her,And he knew what static electricity was.
A Shot Of Feelings
Burning down my throat, It made its way into my head. Forgotten memories resurfaced, Cracking open the layer of pain within.
From my earliest memories I have hungered for connection. Looking for a way to pause the discomfort. Like a baby who cries when he needs milk my body taught my mind to hunt for touch and intimacy of feelings. Addiction has a beginning.
I fell in love with him, the type I usually run from. I knew I was done for, my mind was encrypt with so much information yet I let it happen.
I had gotten in trouble,
My mind pondering,