like the greatest adversary
i once fought it. many are the ways to silence
silence
today it lives
among the things
i cherish most
#katyamills
by the way
you can find and read the many books i have written here…
like the greatest adversary
i once fought it. many are the ways to silence
silence
today it lives
among the things
i cherish most
#katyamills
by the way
you can find and read the many books i have written here…
in the year of the tiger
i promise myself to hunt down good books
in the protagonist i see
myself. awkward at the party
inflated with passion of they convictions
breaking the matriarch’s cherished vase
i laugh and go to bed
#katyamills
30 watt lightbulb
splashed across these
walls like lemon
lemme see your face
up from these pages why
do you cry? they cannot hurt
you. lemme read you
these damn classics
until we fall asleep
#katyamills
they dial into eternity by mobile phone
8 years and more
substance free
they subsist on
modernity
the kettle boils
for coffee for
tea
grown up again from seed
they are given and take
the lead
#katyamills
i seem to always be working on the residuals of my mental illness, sweeping them up and out of my life. this is a maintenance thing, i mean, i have to radically accept the eternal presence of anxiety and depression. they no longer stop me from living my life like they did before (and after) i got clean, six and half years back. yet they are like a snake and threaten to constrict. i have to maintain and keep building. thank god i have a career that enriches me. i have a home and can cook my own food. i have my health and no longer take psych meds. the recollections of traumas have subsided though they sometimes resurface in nightmares and an uneasy mistrustful and guarded relationship with both internal and external worlds. i am working on self-discipline. my stress levels fluctuate but are more manageable when i eat healthy and exercise and stretch. life demands mindfulness. i am drinking more of water and air and prayer. i am devoting more time to reading and writing. i read at night, before bed. on weekdays i get up before dawn and write, more and more frequently. it is hard to build the life you wanna live but it sure is worthwhile.