"Colbie, get your scrawny ass up out of bed this instant! You gotta go take your damn shower!"
I wake groggily to the usual wake up call, accompanied by the steady pounding on my door. I stumble and trip my way out of bed, going into the bathroom and doing my business before starting the tap running. The propane tank is on the other side of the house, so it takes a while for the shower to warm up.
I grab some clean clothes and sink into the soothing cascade of water. Slicking my hair back, I let myself relax against the cool tile wall. I can feel myself slowly waking up, and along with this, a full grasp on everything that is, and will be
It's when I turn out the lights. When I close the curtains and shut my eyes. When I leave behind the world that is known to me. The world that is safe. That's when all the dark thoughts come rushing, unbidden, to the front of my mind.
The images, flashing, quickly. One after the other after the other. Never stopping, never slowing. Ominous. Foreboding.
Conciousness will not leave me as the onslaught of painful visions has me shaking. The pounding in my head never ceasing, the absence of light weighing heavily on my eyelids.
I can't move, can barely think, as I feel myself being ingulfed in figurative flames. I'm burning up, somewhere half
Beauty comes in different shapes and sizes
Everyone's perception of it differs, yet
All people find it some day
Unfiltered is the beauty of nature
Trivial is the beauty without
Internal is the beauty we share
Full of life and laughter
Undiminished is the beauty of
Love
"Colbie, get your scrawny ass up out of bed this instant! You gotta go take your damn shower!"
I wake groggily to the usual wake up call, accompanied by the steady pounding on my door. I stumble and trip my way out of bed, going into the bathroom and doing my business before starting the tap running. The propane tank is on the other side of the house, so it takes a while for the shower to warm up.
I grab some clean clothes and sink into the soothing cascade of water. Slicking my hair back, I let myself relax against the cool tile wall. I can feel myself slowly waking up, and along with this, a full grasp on everything that is, and will be
It's when I turn out the lights. When I close the curtains and shut my eyes. When I leave behind the world that is known to me. The world that is safe. That's when all the dark thoughts come rushing, unbidden, to the front of my mind.
The images, flashing, quickly. One after the other after the other. Never stopping, never slowing. Ominous. Foreboding.
Conciousness will not leave me as the onslaught of painful visions has me shaking. The pounding in my head never ceasing, the absence of light weighing heavily on my eyelids.
I can't move, can barely think, as I feel myself being ingulfed in figurative flames. I'm burning up, somewhere half