poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
What a wicked game of Russian roulette, love is. How someone can go from spilling their adorations for you all over your soul to suddenly becoming so heartless and placing a gun to your temple and pulling the trigger and the aftermath is so bloody and bitter and you wonder, "How did we end up… Continue reading Risk
It looks like We've been drinking. It looks like We've been overthinking. And we are both So tired. So of course Our minds Drift towards one another Every time. Of course We consistently fall In love with each other. Because we are us. We are an irreversible fate. We are...together... Even when it's too late.
I deserve peace And if you aren't going to give that to me Then I'm going to leave.
Truly darling, there is no going back, only moving forward. So let me propel myself off of this cliff. Let me dive into perpetual darkness and I shall swim towards the hazy abyss. What's the matter, baby? You don't like me like this? You don't like when I tell you how it really is? How… Continue reading Cliff Diving
Unraveling my soul 