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 … More Homesick
Who am I, do I matter, do I exist? Most days it doesn’t feel like it. Most days I don’t feel like a person at all. Just a machine, rolling through the months on autopilot. I don’t understand how it got this way. A little girl with big eyes and big dreams wouldn’t recognize herself … More Blank
I’ve been misunderstood when I tried to be everything I could. My name, dragged through the mud and now there’s too much bad blood. I have ex’s who claim I’m cold and cruel, shallow and toxic but really my touch was just too hypnotic. I can’t sit here and play the angel when I know … More Wildfire
You ask me why I’m such a cynic, why I don’t think about our future, why I’m so cold. Because all love stories end the same, morose way. I told you from the start I didn’t believe in love, I told you my heart was out of service. You don’t listen when I say I’ve … More Dear Lover,
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 … More Crash
I’m back on top, confident now that I won’t be stopped. My cut off is 27, I’ll say it till I die. The blessings have been flooding in and I’m grateful, I don’t cry. I can breath without telling myself I have to, I feel the warmth in my bones flood through. I cut the … More Revival
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
I miss having passion, a rhyme, a purpose, a reason. I miss being five and never wanting to take my life in rainy season. I wish I could find that feeling, touch my soul and have a life more appealing but instead here I am living a life void of meaning. Drugs are a temporary … More Devil At My Heels
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
The way a little bird sings I pour my heart to a lover who doesn’t listen.I simply can’t write when you can’t read.My words are filled with colors and feelings, a language you don’t understand.In love with a soul so unlike mine, yours doesn’t cry and bleed for the shades of a butterfly’s wings, it … More Cheetoes & Chocolate Milk
Golden Era 