missing

My wrists are scarred from being bound, my feet bloody from being barefoot and dragged along jagged grounds. I’ve been missing a long time, lost in a forest of sharp teeth, blindfolded and scared I found safety in the arms yanking out my hair and tearing off my clothes. I couldn’t see where he’d been … More missing

Runaway

Just a drop, just a sliver, just a taste to release a shiver. Pressure building in my temples, I have you to thank for the way I begin to tremble. Unfriended, unfollowed, lost the connection I guess it was borrowed. I look to the sun for hope, hidden by clouds I trudge around and mope. … More Runaway

Stimulants

To control the population’s growing emotional epidemic the government cultivates a vaccine that handicaps the brain’s ability to process emotion. In a fight to feel a rebellion forms below the city where drugs are now emotions and the body count keeps rising. … More Stimulants

crush

The night was warm and peaceful. My imagination ran wild to the sounds of the ocean rising and falling, my breath syncing with it’s rhythm. Although I didn’t know him at all I felt safe with my head resting in his lap and our fingers intertwined.I liked the way he told his stories, painting vivid … More crush

Dreams

It’s the same dream every night. You come back. You tell me you love me and you’re sorry for leaving me in the dark with demons you know I can’t handle. I run my fingers through your hair and crave those green eyes. I’ve missed you I utter over the lump in my throat. And … More Dreams

Mine

she tastes like strawberries and cream her bones are wrapped carefully in soft layers of skin moans and sighs slip out of her pink lips that make a man twist and contort in agony agony only at the restraint not to consume her very being her body curves like art the little blonde hairs along … More Mine

Goodbye

I see you now for what you are and that is small and weak and pitiful. I will always cherish the lessons you taught me and I will always thank you for the strength you gave me. You stripped me of my worth and my dignity and it created the power and the resilience I … More Goodbye

The Fire

Your throat is raw and the words come out cracked Your hands are numb and shaky as you reach for their ghost Your cheeks are streaked hot with self-inflicted tears No matter how hard you scream and cry they won’t come Because that’s the thing about burning bridges, isn’t it? No matter how many times … More The Fire