Ghost G.

Joined November 2017

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Poet with an obsessive love for studying mathematics and the processing power of the developing human mind.

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The College Trap
Modern society likes to tell us that nothing in life will have any meaning or will be able to be achieved unless you go to college. For me, college was an escape from a life where I felt like I was stuck in a cycle—work, sleep, eat, work: rinse and repeat.
By Ghost G.7 years ago in Education
Pocket Watch
Somewhere between, The minute and hour hands, I found him sleeping in the river. He seemed too peaceful on the foam from the waterfall,
By Ghost G.7 years ago in Poets
The Truth About PTSD
I have been living with PTSD for a very large portion of my life. My diagnosis was made about 9 years ago and is due to an unfortunate chain of events in my childhood that included a few types of abuse to both myself and members of my immediate family.
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Psyche
I Am Not a Human
I am not a human. I am not flesh and breath, But rather stone and ash. No flame will warm the cold of my hands, No blood to beat the rhythm of life in systems
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Poets
Eating in a Dorm on a Budget
Alrighty, so you’ve probably already seen hundreds of YouTube videos and seen Buzzfeed style blogs that tell you different things you can do “in a dorm” when it comes to all sorts of things, including decorations and food and the like. If you’re like me, you might have skipped a lot of these because either you know the things they are showing you are out of your price range and/or don’t really seem plausible in your living situation.
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Feast
I Remember
She came to me late one night crying so hard that she had to muffle her sobs in the pillow beside me. She came to me when the rays of morning barely peaked over the starry horizon and asked me to stay.
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Poets
My Depression Struggle
Have you ever heard the saying that if you repeat something a hundred times, it starts to lose i's meaning? I feel like depression has become one of those things that the world looks at and rolls its eyes, scoffing in annoyance. There's a lot of stigma revolving around the term, especially considering the amount of out-of-context usage (like OCD) and the fact that most people don't realize the grand spectrum the disorder is actually located on. Here are some quick tips:
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Psyche
Introvert or Extrovert?
So I’ve been getting a lot of people asking me if I would consider myself introverted or extroverted. A lot of times I’m told that it’s confusing because one day I’ll want to be around everyone and have all the fun I can and the next I just really want to be by myself with a book and maybe some tunes.
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Psyche
Fading
Dimming lights leaving Breathless asthma queens Crawling carefully through cinnamon forestry. Blue, Like the hands of fate
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Poets
Vietnam
America. Land of the greatest, but dipped in hatred. We live by war. Boots on the ground become heartbeats for generations.
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Poets
Almost
Almost is a word Best served when trying to Come up with a reason for Denouncing your responsibility Even though you know
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Poets
Forgotten
Strung high on a line of hate and anger, watched by vultures who crave the opposing sides of who I am and who they wish I could be. Backpedaled into icy embrace, who am I?
By Ghost G.8 years ago in Poets

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The College Trap

Pocket Watch

The Truth About PTSD

I Am Not a Human

Eating in a Dorm on a Budget

I Remember

My Depression Struggle

Introvert or Extrovert?

Fading

Vietnam

Almost

Forgotten

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