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Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

glassea

i used to think that ceilings
were placed to protect us from the sky
but now i'm left wondering
whether they protect the sky from us

title from an emily dickinson poem.

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

Heavy Silence

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

Scott Horror

Heavy Silence

today
I decided to stop talking
to see if anyone
really wanted to talk to me
or if I was just forcing myself
upon them
and I realized
as I sat in silence
that my words
are worthless
and always have been

yesterday
I screamed out loud
and no sound came out
but I felt
the inside of my mouth
rip apart
and I didn't cry

tomorrow
I went to the beach
with words in my pockets
weighing them down
like tiny stones
and I went for a swim
and let the words
pull me down
and let the water
fill my lungs
and I screamed
again

it made no sound

#depression #scream #silence #speak #drown

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

18.

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

NV

18.

it's sorta kinda my birthday today.
and i know i should be happier than i am right now.
but truth is, i'm not.
i'm pretty much depressed to be honest.
but not that it matters though.

i really just wanted to thank all you bloggers for giving me pieces of your heart,
the kindness and motivation that makes my world seem like a better place at times.
because if there's one good decision i've made in life,
it would be opening up myself to all of you.

this space has made me feel heard.
this space has made me feel wanted.
this space has made me feel loved.

and just in case you didn't know,
every one of you,
makes a difference,
every time.

and i know i don't know you - but i love you anyways

#happybirthdaytome

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

when last

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

NV

when last

when last have i had a 3am kind of conversation,
with my star like emotions scattered all over the darkest parts of me,
mimicking the sky,
my moon like persona that always returns back to hiding me away.
when last have i felt safe enough to let somebody in,
to not have visions of my vulnerability being tied to the bed after he locks the door behind him,
his voice like some sort of broken record that keeps on repeating that
"it's gonna be okay."
when last have i had a shoulder to cry on that isn't my own,
for my neck to stop worrying that the tear filled sea on either side won't get waves big enough to drown me.
when last okay,
when last has it felt good to be me.

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

left with a bang

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

NV

left with a bang

and
i don't know
if this is me
just overreacting,
but
the only reason it scares me
when the wind causes my bedroom door to slam shut,
is because
i'm deeply afraid
that
i'll get used to the sound of people leaving.

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

careful what you wish for

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

NV

careful what you wish for

because when she was young,

people would ask her

"what superpower,

do you wish for?"

so without any hesitation

she replied "invisibility."

and then,

and then she grew up realising

it came true.

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

banged disaster

Dec 2015 Ryan Frisby

NV

banged disaster

I SLAMMED THE DOOR SO HARD, THAT IT COULD HAVE FALLEN OFF IT'S HINGES,
THE SAME WAY I COLLAPSE TO MY KNEES SOMETIMES.
I SLAMMED IT WITH THE KIND OF FORCE THAT IT TAKES ME TO LOVE, AND GOD KNOWS I LOVE WITH THE POWER OF EARTHQUAKES AND TORNADOS COMBINED.