Category Archives: Writers – Jessie

Misplaced Missive #12 – Knowing

Even though this is listed as number 12, this is the real first missive. I wrote a letter to a good friend after finding out a dangerous secret when we were 15 or 16. Once I had crumbled the loose-leaf I had been carefully wording my concerns on, and resigned myself to silence, I broke out a five star spiral notebook and scribbled this out a handful of pages in. It’s 12 only in that that was how many pages I buried it into the notebook that would soon become the home of all 215 misplaced missives. 

What I really want to say to you,
I know I can never say.
It would break you to know,
And it would break me to say. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #12 – Knowing

Misplaced Missive #8 – Either Or

After all you’ve been, and all you’ve done,
How can you take as contemporary gospel,
That you’re God’s chosen one?

Have you repressed our history?
I wish I could.
I’ve tried enough for a lifetime.
If God deems you worthy,
Then that’s a god I can’t abide. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #8 – Either Or

Misplaced Missive #114 – 1 Good Reason

Young and insecure,
Constantly searching for:
Validation, Confirmation
Of reciprocation
Of feelings better forgotten.
So besotted; so taken
I faithfully deny unhealthy devotions,
Set in motion to distract and subtract,
From thought-worthy worries and woes. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #114 – 1 Good Reason

Misplaced Missive #203 – All The Colors That You Shine

Set in between my black heart and your white lies,
Grey eyed wisdom is overshadowed by extremes,
But I need: Some guidance, some advice,
‘Cause I do not know what is right.
I turn away and you tell me to stay,
I stay put and hate myself for being weak,
I don’t know where to find the answers I seek. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #203 – All The Colors That You Shine

Moonlit Musing – Anxiety.

It’s three walls closing in around you and the only open exit is a cliff edge leading to a pit of spikes. But slowly. Creeping death as Metallica would have it. And it’s all the more tangible for being so slow, because you can see and feel and dread it coming, but there seems like no way to stop it without making everything exponentially worse.
So you freeze. Continue reading Moonlit Musing – Anxiety.

Album Share and Mood Update

I’ve been back in Maryland for a total of 12 days. And while I can see the pros of being home, the cons have been weighing heavy. I haven’t been posting in the chaos and my mood has been… lower than where I like it. Part of it is the depression that always shadows a birthday for me, but the other part seems to be guilt and regret. I’m trying to shake off the melancholy, but I wanted to warn you lovely readers that for the foreseeable future, I may get a little dark. Continue reading Album Share and Mood Update