footprints trail behind me

leaving my mark in the sparkling sand

soon it will be the only proof left of my existence

along with the scars i have induced

water rushes to meet my toes

as my thoughts lead me out to sea

the water pulls me under

and salt burns my lungs

i am suffocated by the destruction that i cause

cutting off the circulation of those who get too close

tormented by every painful memory

i give up hope

i’m drowning in my heartache

in the blood of the brokenness i’ve caused

all it will take

is just letting go

but in my head i hear his voice

“breathe, hold on to this life”

stripping myself of every doubt of my worth

crushing the guilt that consumes me

letting the pieces of my old self fall away

i break the surface




(Inspired by the book Out of Breath by Rebecca Donovan.)

Just a little something I’m loving right now..


I’ve been listening to The Civil Wars’ album on repeat since I bought it.  This song is definitely one of my favorites, along with Dust to Dust, Disarm and Devil’s Backbone.  I just realized all those songs start with the same letter.. weird o.O

Anyway! Just wanted to share a new band that I’ve been listening to with you.  They’re considered Alternative Folk and in my book they’re considered pretty awesome.  So check them out and I hope you enjoy! 🙂

Broken Glass

there is a girl trapped in my mirror 

with a storm raging in her eyes 

her fingertips brush with mine 

as she opens her mouth in a silent scream

she’s been alone for too long

caged like a bird

her bloodied fist pounds the glass

desperately seeking a way out

reaching her limit

she can’t hold on

as she’s about to let go

something inside of her whispers

“keep going”

the painful scars she bears

keep her from giving up

with her head held high

she walks on broken glass

Post Numero Uno

Figured I’d kick-start this blog so it’d have at least some content. 😛

Starting these types of things is always gonna be awkward, ’cause I’m pretty much talking to myself (since I have no following… yet 😉 ) and there’s really not much to say…  So, let’s begin by getting to know each other, shall we?

Well, self (since I’m the only one reading) my name is Kristine.  I am a nineteen year old high school dropout (technically, but we can get into that later), self-proclaimed nutcase, book-worm extraordinaire, animal lover and queen of everything.  I have a very sassy best friend named Mariel.

                              <——— That’s her there, on the right. (Goober)

I’ve known her since I was a ten-year old embarrassment, when I asked her if I could sit next to her on the bus.  And it was love at first sight.  We’ve been besties ever since.  When we were sixteen, she dragged me (jk, I went willingly) to this little church called Fellowship Baptist Church (which is now called Fellowship Community Church, cuz we ain’t anywhere near bein’ Baptist honey) and it was pretty much happily ever after!

Just kidding.  That’s when my life began taking some unexpected turns and shaping me into the person that I am today.  I’m still growing and learning (and struggling a little bit) through life.  This is probably a good time to get reeeeeaaaal personal.  About five months ago, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety.  I was then put on medication to help manage my… illnesses?  I’m not really sure what to call it.  Anyway, once prescribed, my primary doctor advised seeing a counselor (which is really just a nice word for therapist, but I don’t really like that word, it’s kinda yucky, so let’s just stick with counselor) and writing in a journal.  I do write in my journal.. sometimes.  It’s just not as therapeutic (ugh, that icky word again) as I thought it’d be.  So, here we are!  Of course I’m not going to be spewing my emotional crap all over the place (I mean, come on, it’s the internet) but I will be very honest and open.  And so, that is that and this is this.  I don’t really know what that means but I’m going to use it as a closer.. err, to be continued.  Talk to you soon, ladies and gents! (Or just myself ;))