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Drifting Away

Posted: May 20, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC, Uncategorized

Here I am.

My earplugs sit patiently on my bed.

They wait for me.

They wait for me to plug them in and explore their sounds.

My book stays quiet.

But on for a moment.

I plug my earplugs in and let the music cleanse my hatred for the world.

My book speaks to me.

I read.

As the words disappear the images become prominent in my mind.

Playing out the scene.

Piece by piece.

Exactly how it should be.


Posted: May 20, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC

The years have slowly passed.

Yet, you have not returned.

I stand alone.

Like a leaf in a hurricane

Drenched in memories and jostled with regret.

I only remember what once was.

No matter how hard I try

I loathe the moments when I sit in silence.



Posted: May 19, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC, Uncategorized

Fear is being in a dark room as a child.

The constant overwhelming, crushing fear that something terrible is about to happen.

Fear is like drowning.

The pressure that consumes you until the world fades to black.

Fear feeds on its emotionless enemies.

Such as its emotion friends.

Fear is not weak.

Fear will eventually devour you and leave you with nothing.

Fear will make your world the dark rooms you feared as a child.



A New Beginning

Posted: May 19, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC, Uncategorized

Outside, the sun shines bright.

Inside, the darkness consumes everything it touches.

The light switch inside my can no longer turn on the shattered bulb.

Time fades faster than sound.

And a new beginning emerges.

A time for fear and excitement to come together as one.

Who knows what will happen next.

But I know it will be profound.

I am from

Posted: April 13, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC, Uncategorized



I am from the little white house

From the wooded sent of the glorious mountains

I am from silence

From far into the woods

I am from the place people mind their own business

From the beauty of pure elegance


I am from my sisters’ loving embrace

from “Oh how I miss you!” and “I love you so much.!

I am from tears

From my sister’s tragic passing

I am from “Please don’t leave me!” and “Where did you go?

From “I promise.” and “I swear.


I am from arguments

from scars and red marks

I am from bumps and bruises

from magical flying objects and clumsiness


I am from long faded picture and long forgotten faces

from a dark past but a bright future

I am from my experiences

from the good and the bad

I am from the experiences that shape but don’t control me.

Over and Over

Posted: April 13, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC, Uncategorized

Watch these words become my wings.

I float high above the clouds

All of my doubts,

My fears,

Float away in a cold stream of wind.

It’s all because I wasn’t good enough.

I can see it.

The light.

It burns my eyes.

I can almost reach it.


I’m plunged into eternal darkness.

Trillions of my mistake flashing before my eyes.

Far more painful than any fate.

Only to be play over and over.

It’s my own punishment.



Posted: April 12, 2016 by tabbycollins in TabithaC, Uncategorized






Completely lacking emotion



Wanting to know what you did wrong.

You want to go back and change it.


You can’t

So you sit there.

Completely lacking emotion



Distorted in time.