poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
It was then... when you grabbed my waist, when your hands pulled me close, firmly gripping my hips, that I knew how desperately I needed you. It was then... when I felt your lips caress my skin; when you took hold of my face, gently pulling my chin, and you breathed life into my lungs,… Continue reading Introspective
Wage your war, soldier. How much blood will we spill tonight? How many hearts will we shatter just to feel like we fucking matter? Will we do it right? Tonight, we go to war. There is so much blood already on the floor. Tonight, we show our blessings the solid door. Tonight, we will slam… Continue reading Slashing Hearts
Shouldn't I fear my demons' presence whenever I sense them in my room? "Hello, old friend," I say as I waltz towards the doom. Those words... how they flow so effortlessly out of my mouth, so smooth, like I just knew, like I have no doubt that their bodies will move every which way that… Continue reading hello, demons, i have missed u
Forgive me if I'm quiet and don't have much to say. My heart hurts a little extra today. The sun came up and all I wanted to do was cover myself back up and hide underneath the covers. I'd rather be alone while my weary soul feels smothered by sadness; while my grief-stricken bones ache… Continue reading Processing Grief
It's okay to reminisce.It's okay to remember how it was back then.It's okay to even smile when you dolook back...because all of those memories...how can one truly forget?But you can't stay there.You have to snap back to realityand realizethat that's all it is anymore...a memory.Distant.Cold.Not much life living there anymore.Don't make it harder than it… Continue reading Old photos
Unraveling my soul 