erica_frey's Letters
I remember you like a bad dream. I know I can never completely get rid of you, no matter how much I’ve regretted you and wished you away. Of all the pieces to my puzzle, you are the ugliest one. But I have realized that no matter how much I hate the past, it doesn’t change. There is no amount of regret or shame that can will you out of e…read more
As your eyes closed one last time, the song “Three Little Birds” by Bob Marley was playing.
About five years after you passed, at a time when I had felt entirely unraveled, I heard that song playing in a restaurant. All of the noise around me and in my head was silenced. I knew it was you. Now, whenever I hear that song, I think it’s you…read more
When I find myself running from madness
I am always going to the same place
Chasing solace, I run as fast as I can
I run away to the water over and over again
It called to me when I was lost inside myself
When I had lost sight of who I was
Pulled me in and held me in harmony
Helped me to feel small and safe
Wrapped in its motion, my body can be…read more
Dear Little Me,
There has always been so much going on in that little mind of yours. It never seems to be quiet. I know you spend your time daydreaming, telling stories in your head. It brings you comfort to dream about your life. I also know you spend entirely too much time worrying.
All the time that you spend in fear of what could happen, is…read more