poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
Dismantle my limbs, piece by piece. My soul floats above, watching the carnage. Here lies the massacre of selves, and I feel weightless. Complacent. Pull me apart, and insert all of the ashes from the fires you have thrown me into. Smoke signals speak to the inter-dimensional beings. Let me breathe after you obliterate me.… Continue reading The Real Me.
Your desire is to annihilate me, and set me ablaze, but I was crafted by fire. I come alive in the fiery haze. The vivid flames travel through my pulsing veins, and oh, how I admire my incandescent skin as I am covered from limb to limb with smoldering ashes. I bathe in the embers.… Continue reading Third degree burns
I've been trying to forgive you; trying to understand why you did what you did because I too was once foolish and selfish. I've been trying. But this process isn't easy. I keep thinking back to that moment, when you blankly stared at my face and told me you needed a break, only to come… Continue reading It takes time…
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
You know that urgent sense of heaviness that consumes your body right before you're about to purge the emotions that you have so desperately been clinging onto? Your throat tightens, you feel this lump and you can't swallow, can't push it down, it just sits there, stagnant, waiting for you to let it all out.… Continue reading Wretched Toxicity: The Purge
Unraveling my soul 