I want to show case mental health issues. Show what is actually like, but with an important message. Balance. Love. Protection. How so? How is this different?

The story is about a life force tree- a tree that is breaking and dying as catastrophes happen. A species goes extinct- a whole branch breaks off. Leaves little the ground every day with the lives lost. Leaves that decompose and fertilize. ...

For weeks now I have had the same daily routine. Boring and maybe ‘meticulous’ to others but completely necessary for functioning. Only weeks because sometimes a new variable will be added, taken, replaced, or interrupted. I study everything and it takes time to get the combination just right for my methods.

Oh, what methods Lily? you may be wondering.

Methods that are completely irrelevant and...

She stands short at 5’4” with brown frizzy hair that sometimes adds up to four inches. Her hooded brown eyes don’t work as well as they should, so they are shielded by big blue glasses. Her lips are almost as full as her round face. A light dusting of freckles cover her shoulders and nose. Usually found in earth tone clothes and patterns from the 60s. Her hands are dry from use and her nails bitte...

When I was little tot my grandma was my favorite place. Her kind smile was the welcoming mat, warm embrace the front door. She created so many core memories I’ll never get to reminisce with her.

Playing hide and seek in the corn stalks and ending the evening with numerous cuts.

Digging for rollie-pollies in her flower bed.

Scrapping her floor by dragging a kitchen chair so I could reach the ...

Thank you, for nothing.

Thank you for not being there when I was learning how to ride a bike.

Thank you for being occupied while my brain was malleable.

For forgetting to teach me.

For being cruel.

For pushing me away.

For missing milestones.

Thank you for never being there, for showing me a father figure isn’t imperative.

That I’m happy and healthy and healed.

Thank you for nothing and that...

Open skies beckon in something broader then we originally though, it was ginormous. Bows of steel split the clouds bringing the imagine of a airship. The same airship my father served on. The same airship that hunts down the remaining humans. The same airship that will surely be my departure. The A.I.A.( Andromeda Imperial Army)DESTRUCTION.

I froze in terror unsure what to do. The shelter was tw...