I love the way you sting. I love your bittersweet poison, the way you slowly inject it into my bloodstream. Your touch soothes my darkness, like pain killers soothe wounds. I can’t heal with you but without you it’s unbearable. I follow you through all your twisted ways, loving every deadly step.I let you crawl over and … More Scorpion
The partial moon was glistening over a calm, rhythmic sea. I broke the beautiful light with my bare feet, embraced in the warm waters, and watched as it danced in chaotic perfection all around me. I never felt this at peace, this light and open. With the warm breeze tousling my hair I became drunk … More Thoughts
On 9.8.18 a part of me died. Phase One: Shock, Denial, Bargaining & Depression It stormed ferociously the night you left. Thunder shook the house and lightning lit the shadows while darkness covered the time in-between. The power was out and did not return until 3:05 AM. The rain roared down, destroying everything in it’s … More Monster
Anger. A chemical sparked in one’s brain due to an unpleasant event or discovery that bubbles up into the blood stream. This may cause irrational and powerful outburst that can destroy people and objects that are linked to the origin of the emotion. Sadness. A pit of darkness that knots itself into the abdomen and … More Emotions
It’s been a long time since I let someone get close to me. It’s been a long time since I cared to get to know someone new. I believed your innocent eyes and your soft touch. You. I trusted you. I risked everything and this is how our story ends? I let you strip my … More Letters I Never Sent: Squid
I think you’re beautiful. I think you’ve done so many beautiful things for me and all the people in your life. I think you’re gorgeous and you don’t even see it. I’m not really sure what you see when you look in the mirror but by the way you treat yourself it hurts me to … More Letters I Never Sent: as
I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said. Everything you’ve said. You like the phrase, “You’re going to do what you want to do” and I understand that. I understand that I am willful and I do what I want, when I want, and I don’t really answer to anyone or anything, let alone … More Letters I Never Sent: Blu
You don’t know what it’s like. You don’t know the anguish and the dark empty spots you leave You don’t know how it feels To be forgotten. Sure, maybe you want to believe that it didn’t happen. That you miss me and think about me and hope I’m doing well. But that’s shit to me. … More This is to everyone that has left me behind
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
When I was little I used to fantasize about living inside the beautiful little painted houses on cheap drugstore cards. I would imagine the smells of the freshly cut grass and the chirping birds singing by the bird bath. How the chimney would curl with wisps of the family fire as a home cooked meal … More Fantasy
