It hit you like a sudden breeze. A tempest. Your heart was out there. Open. Exposed. You looked away but for a moment. Then realized it had wandered away. Your

You question your worth. But it cannot be measured. Not by a king, a queen, or even a jester. I don’t understand why you feel this pain. Comparing yourself to

I met her at a crash. And something struck me. It was more of a whisk than a bash. A connection was made. But sometimes the demons we cannot escape.

I walk along. Unsure of myself. Confident in the least. But look at her. She’s just like me. Yet she appears so powerful and complete. I could never be that.

Death drove by me on the road today. As she passed me by, she looked my way. The paint on the road all faded to grey. She looked back at

Go away she said. Away from me. Blocked! Unblocked. And Blocked again! It never feels good when its from a friend. It mirrors my childhood from back in the day.

Who was he to you? I have not a clue. But I know it hurts. I feel it too. A friend. A bud. You loved him. He cherished you. You’ll

Write some code. Check the tweets. What’s on FB. Rinse repeat. A day in my life. My pains not gone. It hasn’t left. Is this what they mean by mental

I wake up alone, although there are four others around. I leave for the day, but sometimes not at all. When I’m fully charged, I don’t want to be alone.