Pluck me from this horrid place

key in door

Pluck me from this horrid place that I have lived in for so long. No, not from my literal home with you, my love, but from the jail of its inner rooms.

You know the jail itself is solely in my brain. Outside with you are miles of beauty. And yet you only ever look through my jail window at me, saturated by grey and black. Though I do see a glimpse of the outside beauty past your face, it seems surreal and distant. Your face looks sad and frustrated. I kiss it through the jail window, but we both want more. Continue reading

Prudence in my life development

time to grow up

When you’re in your teens and 20s, there are some responsibilities you must have to continue to grow. You have to do your homework, you have to work hard to develop relationships and find your start in life. You have to learn to take care of yourself to a larger degree. However, what a sad youth it would be to be overly prudent. Continue reading