The Door Frame

I look up the sky and I still can't figure out why I have not come to a breaking point yet. With all the tough feats I feel I have faced, I asked God, what else was next. Every single day, I reflect on my decisions I've made and consequences that I've dealt with. I … Continue reading The Door Frame


The enemy has arrived.

The room was quiet. When a nurse leaves you with 30 minutes to stare at a calm sea-foam painted wall, alone, with nothing but your thoughts.. you get to thinking about everything that's been going on and everything that might progress in your future. The phrase ''scrape you from the pavement'' kept blaring through my mind while I … Continue reading The enemy has arrived.