Based in Northern vignia, embwrites is a blog by poet Em. Her works explore themes surrounding self exploration and emotional expression.  

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%%November 16, 2016;

%12:34pm = [];

> [Roll out bed];

> [Stumble to the sink in a muddled haze];

> [Glance quickly in the mirror];

> [Attempt to avoid the gaze that stared back];

//ERROR//

%%Despite best efforts, catch sight of two black craters carved into face;

%Stare into face of a lifeless stranger = [];

> [Except that the stranger has my hair];

> [My nose];

> [My lips]; 

> [Shrug with complacency];

%% Loose unknown amount of time to black hole of dissociation

            %3:42am = [];

> [The campus hotline];

> [Talks of suicide/plans/means/place];

> [At this point, should feel scared];

> [Something];

> [Anything];

//ERROR//

%% Continue to feel abyss of apathy where soul should be

%Swallow bottle of white pills = [];

> [seeds to bloom happy thoughts inside of your mind];

> [water seeds with cheap vodka];

%%Loose more time

%Regain spatial awareness in unknown location= [];

> [Hear someone shouting to you from across a strange sea];

                    > [See white hospital gown of surrender on body];

                    > [See restraints to keep you anchored to the present];

                    //ERROR//

I Was Thirteen

sunday.