Late Night Thoughts

How is it possible to still be so overcome by and overwhelmed with grief, with loneliness after so much time has passed? So many hours, days, weeks, months, and even years? And how does it simultaneously feel as if it’s all just one big dream, or nightmare? Logically, I know there can be no time

“Untitled 3/26/22” by Cortney Joseph

In my dreams, I have searched far and wide, For the sight of you, Just once more, for a moment more. For the chance to talk, For the chance to hold you close, To express my gratitude, give thanks For the time I had, To be in your presence To have been loved by you.

a little random.

There have been so many things on my heart and mind as of late. So much that it’s starting to make a bit of sense as to why I’ve been feeling so stuck and stagnant. I hold on to so much fear and doubt, while simultaneously holding on to this idea that I have to

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