Now’s the moment when I admit weakness…
I’ve failed to post my regular Saturday series for weeks. I have no excuse, except to say I’m human and anything but perfect. But it’s the new year and time to get back on track.
So, per my usually usual Saturday series, I give you a poem inspired by the title of a Twenty One Pilots’ song. Find the archives of all my TOP titled poetry under my featured tab and as always, give a listen to the band that’s held my hand with interlocked fingers for all of 2013 below.
She's in Prison 
they are an excellent group. i have their first cd.
I definitely recommend you check out Vessel. It’s a pretty badass album.
I have experienced this drive before. I have vowed no more.
I’ve been there frequently, sans mascara.
“…But when the cold, the dark, and the silence come, it’s like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs.”
— Sea Wolf, “The Cold, The Dark, The Silence”
I feel ya. It’s not a fun place to be. But we gotta keep on!