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
Because the truth is, I'm fucking terrified to reveal who I am at night when all the lights are turned off and the darkness within is unleashed. I'm not as pretty then as I usually feel. Such a senseless thought, but it's one that is real. My demons are filthy. My heart stews in bloody… Continue reading Vulnerability
Unraveling my soul 