out of my head

i’m so sick of me i’m so tired of always being in my head i want out not to be someone else just not to be me for a little while or ever… but i’m so rooted rooted in who i am celebrating my shortcomings & downfalls crawling about the labyrinths of my mind cackling…

frankenstein’s monster

franken baby monster me abandoned by my creator ridiculed…abused… i thought my soul was calloused over that she could do no more to hurt me i guess a mother’s love or lack thereof is something you never grow too old to find injury in.   © quixotic mama 2018 find more of my art &…

worst

you can’t hurt me i will hurt myself first i will hurt myself worst you can’t degrade me i will push myself into the mud i will mock myself i will revel in my own pain you can’t destroy me that is what i do best.   © quixotic mama 2018 find more of my…

out of desperation

i had a dream which spoke to me dream me said to dream you we did not come together out of desire… but out of desperation i had had so so many relationships you had had none at all locking yourself away from everyone both of us desperate for love desperate to be loved you…