It’s past midnight. The harsh red numbers on my alarm clock are blurry, the house still save for the tick-tick-ticking of the clock and my own sighs. It’s past midnight and my mind is careening off into the infinite. Overthinking was always a weakness for me. It’s funny how even though my head sags with fatigue, my mind is galloping in technicolor. It’s...
you don't need to say it out loud. i feel the question burning in your dark dark eyes, dark like mist and earth and shadow. why? why me? and the question flits about in my mind. why? why you? i cannot come up with an answer. the why weeps. it mourns and trembles and rages to the heavens, while bare tree-bones rattle against...
the sky is beautiful today; it is bright and frosty and sharp and blue. i inhale sky. a hawk soars overhead. my soul soars too, untethered -- i exhale worries and shadow. there's still some worry inside my head; of course, there's always worry -- but we are more than conquerors. inhale -- exhale -- the earth hums with promise and the sun...
Hello everyone! My name's Grace, and this is my blog. I am, first and foremost, a Christian. I'm also a writer, musician, and overthinker, among other things. I'm currently halfway through my senior year in high school. (No, I don't know what career I want, and no, I am not ready to adult -- not in the slightest.) / Some random facts about me:...
i'm grace