How To Write About Pain

Poison. That’s the name of the first song I ever wrote. I’d been sick, battling an incessant bout of sore throats. I later came to learn that this bout of sore throats wasn’t just a bout of sore throats—it was a bout with strep throat and, all those weeks, the strep throat had gone undetected…

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Sang Like An Angel, Screamed Like A Demon

I remember back in high school when I wore oversized hoodies, dyed my hair black, and had Vans slip-ons with the teal cross stitching. I thought I was hardcore because I listened to Avril Lavigne and Relient K. But I wasn’t really hardcore—just weepy and wimpy. Until I graduated to the good stuff: Evanescence, Hoobastank, System of a Down, Staind, Breaking Benjamin, Linkin…

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When all you feel is darkness & all you want is a bullet to the brain to make the pain go away

I have a cousin, who is more like a brother, who took his life 163 days ago. The wound is fresh. Even the grammar of it hurts—do I say have a cousin or had. His memory haunts, leaves me tormented by daydreams I force upon myself—the reels of horror that replay in the mind when I think about…

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