No title.
A quiet contemplative morose and s… Planted voids, ineptitude wide Followed a path once forgotten Lain before me by a reckless aband… Of tears and of shallow memories
I told him it would be epic So to this standard I must now ho… My language hasn’t been quite sept… And there’s much of a tale to be t… And so I pour out to you, friends
In her they see a beauty sought; i… Her happiness a fallacy wrought; y… Please, goddess of life, explain t… Allow yourself to realize that you… to be won in a contest, let loose…
My fingers trace a path over the m… Smiles replace memories, the face… I trace down to the center, down t… What a beautiful journey! I’ve ne… Out-of-focus petals tease my eager…
Who will relent? Which fear... Wait, why are so many questions be… Odd, that. So yeah, why?
They set the restrictions, they cr… It shrouds my life until it is as… Do I conform, follow what they sa… And if I choose differently, is i… My life becomes happier with every…
How you left is the same way you e… Bewildered I wouldn’t kiss you with my heart… And still you begged For my lips to stay close to yours…
What do you mean it went topsy tur… She replied in hastened affair. I couldn’t Shouldn’t Dare I wouldn’t
You can never be sure of when you… You can always be sure that you wi… And while every breath can still b… What reason is that to stop having… A woman so central, a woman so str…
Roses are red; Violets are blue. Haiku 18 Jan
Sasha my god you’ve left me alone… Despair drowning like a babe at se… Lost, yet found and nonconforming… Deep inside my head this makes abs… yet every filter is written off li…
I had an effervescent eminescent m… Decided that I had had enough of… I said goodbye to the memories of… One in which all the pain was neve… To ask me how the question became…
There is always time you’ll never… Stacks of newspapers, tupperware a… Staring back at my listless eyes Despising the rising of layers of… Rusted unto an otherwise strengthe…
Chicken wire? Live wire? Unadorned attire Ripping apart One white-knuckled clench at a tim…
I’ve felt a target, punctured and… Spun into a web of deceit and hate And I’d like to congratulate All those that came before Knelt down like a whore