It was just a mistake. I never should have done that to you. In what world would that ever be considered a proper apology? The world is watching you, you traitor. And I wonder how you would feel being compared to your father, brother, or any other role model. Would you turn up your faceContinue reading “The Language of Consequences”
Author Archives: Jaimee
Equinox
The rain comes and goes in droves of cats and dogs, ushering in longer days as the seasons change. Today is the day when perfect balance between light and dark is achieved. And each hemisphere sees the sun equally. On this day, what is it that you hope to achieve? Still, the internal battle continuesContinue reading “Equinox”
Season of Daffodils
During the season of daffodils, when October fast approaches, the squeeze of deadlines has tightened its grip on me. Everything is happening in October. And the biggest one weighing on my mind is my closest friend’s wedding. If it wasn’t enough to be stressed about my own deadlines and failures, I’ve decidedly become stressed forContinue reading “Season of Daffodils”
Magnolia
It’s been nearly two months since I shut myself away from the world. And in that time, the weather has gone from torrential rain to sunny days, and the seasons have changed. The deadlines for important parties creep ever closer, with every cross on my calendar reminding me that time is running out. But justContinue reading “Magnolia”
Last Laugh
Is it a normal response to wish ill will on the people who have wronged you? I used to think that immoral satisfaction in seeing people struggle was normal. After making jests at my expense or choosing to not heed my warning, it was indeed the irony that made such situations humorous. And in myContinue reading “Last Laugh”
Will
Is it normal to keep conceding your dreams for the sake of the greater good? Is this what God meant when telling us to die to ourselves? When the outcomes of my sacrifices involve so much grief and frustration, it leads me to question whether I’ve been living the right way. And drawing the lineContinue reading “Will”
Half Asleep
How much time has gone by since my body has been fully awake? No matter night or day, something has felt amiss. I wish I knew the reason for these droopy eyelids and for my consciousness, adrift in this strange state of half-conscious suspension. There would be something to blame if I knew. Still, IContinue reading “Half Asleep”
A Letter From the Desert
Mr brothers and sisters in Christ, Where do you go when you’re not feeling like yourself? Like you’re operating on your bad habits because the regular servers in your head aren’t working, or even past that, when everything in you ceases to work. Do you run back to the Father with all your unfavourable emotionsContinue reading “A Letter From the Desert”
Rewired
What happens when life comes at you Like a baseball bat to the body, Dangerously rearranging your insides As if it were mismatched clockwork cogs? Your body is brought to its feet, Still upright and standing, Badly battered and bruised—The scars remind you that you are alive. Yet they don’t see the damage And whatContinue reading “Rewired”
The space between dreams and nightmares
I have a lot of nightmares. They come and go as they please, only serving to bring me suffering in my wake. But it’s not like killer clowns chase after me in nightmares of animated horrors. No, my dreams are never like Stephen King novels. Rather, they resemble the real world a little too closelyContinue reading “The space between dreams and nightmares”
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