EDICIUS: The Journey

Suicide is the end of one's own life. Edicius is the rebirth. Edicius is conquering these emotions. Edicius is survival. It's a way of life, my way of life. Each word saves me. You might be thinking: "saves them from what?" It's simple. It saves me from myself.

ro(woman)ce.

she’s so beautiful. she’s a siren. and i happen to court her.

nicole njeri.

He touched me.

He held me as I cried, Until my voice grew tired, And cries turned silence

nicole njeri.

Bleeding.

"Hello darkness my old friend I've come to talk with you again."

nicole njeri.

is it really okay to admit it hurts?

now my body parts remain archives of your touch.

nicole njeri.

shitty :/

shitty is the word i use to describe feelings that english hasn’t conjured words for.

nicole njeri.

fragile.

am i really fragile?

nicole njeri.

derealization.

with every breath in, i am so many people, with every breath out, i am no one.

nicole njeri.

L O V E.

at my core is love, a love whose intensity words can only wish to describe.

nicole njeri.

today, i am

anger.

nicole njeri.

sunny.

when you say i remind you of the color yellow, i wonder, what do you mean?

nicole njeri.

extra feelings?

it’s a third thing… a third, worse thing.

nicole njeri.

ROSES

and now as you lay in eternal rest, i can’t help but ask myself, “was it your blood that made my roses red?”

nicole njeri.

sinking.

seeing voices, hearing ghosts.

nicole njeri.

truth.

does the truth ever set you free?

nicole njeri.

13th reason why.

a series where i explore the insanity that is my own mind.

nicole njeri.

letters to a ghost: #1

does grieving ever end?

nicole njeri.

mother.

the drunk drinks, empty yet fulfilled.

nicole njeri.