Fall.... A poemFall The higher we go the further we fall. Tumbling over one and all. As we fight to gain our feet. We are exhausted and feel beat. Bashed about bruised inside. The hurt we feel and deeply hide. Waiting for the final dump. So we can rest and sadly... See More Ā»
Sleep away from lifeIām tired beyond the edge of night, Each breath a whisper of surrender, My eyes heavy with the weight Of relentless, unyielding day. I long for a sleep, a refuge, Where burdens melt into silence, And every fear, every failure, Fades softly into the... See More Ā»
Love is painYou are leaving. A slow retreat from us, from shared moments, as if stepping into a shadowed dawn where pain clings to every step. With heavy steps I walk away from the echoes of yesterday, from dreams that once bloomed bright, from the weight of... See More Ā»
The Writer Writes - The MaskSometimes I wear a mask, To hide what I am, Keep my secrets hidden, My demons under control.
Hide and SeekHide and Seek I cant even fathom the idea of loving you again The thought actually makes me sick You think I'd be ever foolish enough to trust you to make me happy all you know is destruction & I no longer need to be destroyed I found my worth in... See More Ā»
Something Strangei will miss the hidden moments buried in the space between the connective tissue of the hours that keep a familiar face from becoming something strange
recalibrationmaybe i don't need money which does nothing but devour when my pen, divine and feminine, flows so easily across a white divide giving birth with every movement maybe i don't need a bible, sitting in judgment at my bedside when all the love i'll... See More Ā»
