It often feels like I've gotta be one step ahead, but I can't be. No matter how fast I run there are people faster than me. My feet will pound the pavement until my heart pounds my blood and I will still be running in other people's dust. Have you been there? Have you been in the race? If you can’t hear me stay silent but if you can scream. Scream like all the others who are running in the race and who are blind like you and me to what we share with our sprained ankles, sore

This is the letter you will never read. Sometimes my head gets itchy. Like my brain, on the inside. When it does it feels like a swarm of bees has been trapped inside of it. They burrow into my ear canals until it feels like I cannot hear the world anymore. I slipped into consciousness some time ago, and then I fell out of it again. Now that my eyes are open, I take a deep breath as I run my pen along the paper. My heart flutters. Like a diabetic I merely have a conditi

You say you are alone as if you don’t realize that you are but a star in the vast network of the sky. There are a billion others gleaming the same light and feelings as you. I know how easy it is to be blinded by the sun into thinking that you are only one even though a million faces shine around you. You still feel alone. I cannot preach away your sorrow when I sleep deep in the chasms of my own anguish, caught in the midst of my own bitter fairy tales. I cannot imagine how

It seems so easy at times to sit at a computer screen and type. Lots of things seem easy, and well, for me, they aren’t. Like waking up, or getting to school. Or even getting some makeup and clothes on and getting my butt outside for a bit. The shallows of these walls surround me and when I walked alone tonight invisible webs lined my path. Do not step off the path they say, we will lead you and you will obey. And they lead me from artificial light to the pure darkness of the