#NaPoWriMo Day 4: Bridge to Oblivion.

Who hasn't planned their own funeral in their heads?

Metaphorical Laundry.

It takes time and a whole lot of work.

What Other Way Is There To Create?

It's only natural.

A Reminder Maybe?

Staying afloat is not thriving.

Stories of the Star-Crossed.

I wouldn’t know where to begin.

Where Do We Belong?

Aren't we all just trying to find something to relate to, anyway?

If It Was Only.

Happy World Poetry Day!

Couch and Bad TV.

It drained me to even write this.

To: Everybody Trying Their Hardest.

Here's a hug for everyone.

Another Slow Day.

Nothing to see here.

The Ever-Elusive.

Out of reach, but just barely.

Every Page.

Losing years of sleep.

Buried Six Feet Under.

Writing about metaphorical death is so much fun.

An Endless Fall.

Don't we all just yearn?

You’re Not Supposed To Have It All Figured Out.

And that is okay!

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