Closing Out The Year With A Bang, or Attempting To.

So, we all know by now that I have a bit of trouble with consistency. Be it because of life and it’s obstacles, or just the fact that I sometimes lose sight of myself and my gifts; I am forever talking about how I want to refocus and pull it together. Though I haven’t fully

“Somewhere (The Intro)” by Cortney Joseph

I needed somewhere to capture these thoughts, to hold these feelings, to house these memories, these dreams and nightmares that won’t free me. I needed somewhere to be me without judgement, to speak my mind, clear my heart of all the emotions silently tearing me apart. Here’s where I bare it all as the the

Invisible, Me. by Cortney Joseph

Falling, alone, constantly. Not a hand in sight to grab hold of, To pull me back, to pull me close. Unseen, unheard, unwanted, unloved. Alone in a world of people moving in slow-mo. Trapped in the abyss of loneliness, Invisible, barely here. Barely me.

“Running Thoughts” by Cortney Joseph

It’s been some dark days, Months of confusion, tears clouding my eyes When I want nothing more than to move past crying. It’s been some lonely nights, Weeks of seclusion, pain tearing my heart apart Because I want nothing more than to hold you in my arms.

One Year In And It Feels Like…

… my whole world is still crumbling and falling around me. I could ramble off the titles of a million and one songs, and all will be applicable to what life for 365 days without my little brother has felt like. Each day is supposed to get better, easier; but truthfully, you’re just waking up

Have I Lost My Purpose?

#NaNoWriMo2020 & Other Thoughts.

So, it’s been a while… again. I still haven’t been myself and in the past ten months it’s been a lot harder to get back into my writing than I anticipated. There had once been a time when I turned to my writing as a way of coping through sad times in my life, and

3:30 am

It’s been months of sleepless days and nights, and the tears still fall in the darkness and light. I wander and wonder what life is now, to go on without you, still don’t know how. Cortney Joseph

“Untitled : 6/13/2020” by Cortney Joseph

I think of you, dream of you, wonder where you are right now.   I turn in circles, looking for you at every corner, wonder when will be the moment you walk in.   I miss you, and I need you, hoping that I cross your mind as each day passes.   I dream of

“A Bottle A Day” by Cortney Joseph

A bottle a day keeps the heartache away, Or so I thought I heard someone say.   Each sip reopens freshly healed wounds, drowning out good memories, clouding my mind with the pain of what will never be. Each sip leaves me clamoring for the return of a life now gone, stammering over sorrow filled