I Lay still...
legs together, arms crossed i could have chosen a different past
but what's...
There's something ethereal and wanton about water. The way it crashes and threatens to free itself of the...
25 years of the same old routine, Dirty, terrible, horrible things she has seen, She isn't...
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The warm water crashes upon my toes, and I can feel momentarily. The sand is soft and quiet and lay down in...
I haven't felt happiness in a long time The urge for pain goes down my spine The anticipation...
The monster As I awaken to my new day I can taste the dried up vomit as I cruise my tongue between...
There are so many life changing things-
that are read
or seen
or heard
or...
Emotions are their taboo
A lifeless life, a cold simmer of hate for every breath they take
...
The sky was a harmonious mixture of velveteen tangerines, sinfully blushed roses, and brooding plums. The...
She's lost inside She doesn't know who she is The feeling of sadness for too long It...
Every day, I think, will today be the one? The day my mouth feels the metal gun.
Then I...
Dreading the winter as the days pass by Wild like the raging storms I am the sky The...
~The Fourth and Last Ride~ --------------------------------------- The shadows of...
Sleep is that of an enigma; it's like dying without the commitment. Although no one prepares you for that...
It was so dark outside. Harsh and unforgiving. The stars had been scrapped off and in their wake black...
My Mom's name was Agnes. Her maiden name was Greene. She was the youngest of five children. She had one...
The cold night of sight, forever wanting to be unseen
I lay to the right then the left, ever so...
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