time clashes it’s whip against the fantasy of this world for mourning is to come, as anticipated but I look into your eyes and I see the ocean and it’s gems endless and shimmering with affection and acceptance I press my sneakers between the railings and screech embers fling from my mouth for I have found new love a new beginning for me to take … Continue reading As summer comes to an end
He knows what he wants and it’s not me, she’s quiet, distant she’s not the one on your mind at 3am when you’re drunk enough to sing bad karaoke // Her eyes glistened with unshed tears while the 3am darkness haunts her reminding her of her lost ones a part of her forever gone. Pieces of her still remain only to be shattered and lost … Continue reading 3 AM thoughts
“You’ve been treating it like a summer home; vacant, drafty, neglected; and yet you expect it to be in top working order whenever you decide to honor it with your presence”, he scolds. “But I must inhabit the bustling city, my first home, if I am to survive the marathons of days of disembodied vigilance.” I protest. “Why don’t you just leave me alone?” “You … Continue reading Summer is here
They say past lives don’t exist They aren’t real We just need to hear about ourselves It’s how we cope, just how we deal. We only exist until we don’t DNA is why we’re “unique” Horoscopes and the cosmos are for a mind that’s meek We romanticize as shortcuts to answers we seek. Yet we hear great songs with our hearts Before our ears And … Continue reading Our past lives, it’s like Déjà vu
when i left you i left you with words. words i regret. they taint my dreams with delicate pain and even music cannot block them out because the music is you you are everything! everywhere. you are the green waves on a Summer’s morning you are the sushi shop down the road you are the basketball courts i walk past every day you are the … Continue reading Left flowers for him
And so you see now, maybe sitting on my bathroom floor isn’t as bad as I thought. I lean back against my bathtub, the feeling of cold tiles against my bare skin. my mind wants to think my body wants to move I want to run and scream but I am numb. I close my eyes feel tears tracing my cheek I don’t want this … Continue reading And so you see now
In a sea of sand A single grain Holds the The weight of a star They interact Shifting and sifting In rippling waves Edge to edge If one grain Were to vanish The shape of The wave would change The edges would fold And the sea would collapse Continue reading In a sea of sand
Finally Unchained 