Month: December 2017

Darkness, it was here again. After all these months of vacillation, the voice lurking in my visceral darkness finally came back. No need for it…

June. Think of me screaming from my rook and screaming into my pillow. Tears mixed with blood and empty pill packets litter the floor. The…

To the boy I hurt dearly: I. I could see you never deserved me but that would just be an excuse for what I did.…

I think in a way the signs were all there. You were drifting away and I knew it. I know that I knew it. But…

Fearless, as most youth can be I abased my dose of purity Spent all of my days trying to conquer the night With reckless curiosity,…

Stamp your feet, dance away Leave me alone with my shame. My, how your Irish green eyes cast a net As I played your Castilian…

When I think about it I cry… not a sad cry but a cry of relief. I feel like I’ve made it cross the checkpoint,…

I have been awakened again from my dormant state having stopped writing for a while I myself have felt quite hostile   There has been…

‘A new beginning is an outcome of an ending of an event layout, for even a new breathe comes after one is left out.’ 

“Because being with someone is like listening to a song.” He said “It’s like when you listen to a great song for the first time…

I know we could love each other in another life, under difference circumstances. I know because I see the way you look at me when…

I thought I had forgotten what you sound like. It’s been a year. But last night, when you called me up at 2:48 AM, I…

I’m writing this for you to say goodbye, the goodbye we never really got because you said you couldn’t do it and in a way,…

It won’t hit you until the morning after, when you wake up without them next to you. It won’t hit you until you’re out with…

Then she turned and walked away from him. Each step she took, was one step further away from him. He could only stand there and…

What if each tear and every cry Was your only way to fly What if each joy and every smile Was never really that worthwhile…

Come with me to the old country and together we will find the lives we’ve forgotten. You can live them twice by paying the unkown…

Looking back, In your previous attractions the role playing usually involved more than a pretty target. Although it was unknown to you at the time,…

For a moment, Looking upward, I suspected they had fallen from the sky. Taking a long breathe, standing firm with determination, I observed every single…

There is no way to hide your crying eyes baby Because everybody thet mets you at school knows that you are crying About your swetheart…