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
"I'm okay. I'm just tired. Just been going through a lot lately. But I'm alright. I will be okay. I always am. Mom's just having a tough go of it. Life is difficult sometimes, well, a lot of times...no matter what stage we're in. And right now I need to sit here and think and… Continue reading Sitting Next to Motherhood
Quiet. Listen. Can you hear the noise? The buzzing in your head? The ringing in your ears? It’s the glitch and it's filled with reverberating static. Silence. Watch this. A mild haunting between moments of time. The present. The past. The future. Blending. Bending. The clash of multiple worlds. Beautiful violence in the slightest of… Continue reading I am Alive.
I dance with my beautiful demons; we spin chaotically around the hollow room, laughter booming, filling the stagnant air with music and madness. I love when my demons wrap me up in their magnetic strength. Tightly; forcefully, binding our ties together, as they hold me against their chest. They take my breath away, and god,… Continue reading Bound
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
Unraveling my soul 