poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
"We cast upon you an evil spell of selves." She is magic. She is the moon. She is galactic, the stars and beyond. So how dare you deny her of that beautiful recipe of human experience? How dare you. She is beyond brave. She is the definition of power. And you devour every ounce of… Continue reading We call her mAlice
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
The madness doused me in gasoline. The pain struck the first match. The heartbreak sauntered over to me slowly and just like that I was screaming beneath the flames. Nothing will ever be the same, will it? Now that I am charred and scarred and covered in ash? But maybe I'm okay with that. The… Continue reading Burnt Flesh (Do you see me?)
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
Unraveling my soul 