Tag: tragic
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Homesick
It’s funny how I always end up here, on Broadmor street. Every time I feel more pain than I can handle I drive to my old house to end it, or maybe for a second to breath since I never end up doing it. I’m afraid to say these things out loud, but then I […]
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Crash
The world went dark on impact. I opened my eyes and everything had changed. Smoke filled my lungs from my vehicle and I couldn’t tell you where I was. My hearing was echoed, it all seemed so far away. Although what happened was void, I felt the dread creeping up on me as I was […]
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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 […]
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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 […]
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Room 203
The cold metal in my mouth felt uncomfortable, and scarier than I’d imagined. My heart beat faster as my finger teased the trigger. This is what I needed to do, I couldn’t back out now. There was no hope for me anymore, my life was a never ending abyss of tragedy and sadness. My body […]
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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 […]
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Losing Ourselves In Each Other
Pour too much of you into me. Pour too much of me into you. Soon we see ourselves in each other. We fight. We hurt. We separate. We walk away with a little less than we had before. Depleted. Tired. And repeat.
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My Funeral
Soft lips and sea colored eyes, you are the subject of my demise. He pulled me in with a devilish smile and told me, “take off your shoes and stay for a while”. And I knew it was wrong and I knew he was trouble, but I laid beside him, and let myself be buried six […]
Golden Era 