I shudder when you speak; Your words are cold when they touch me
Poetry & Prose
My Mind is a Universe
I have been trying to give this site a fresh, new look these past few days as you can see from this pink and gold thing I have going on. You know that with every major change I do, I also update my pages. Today, I got stuck on my About pages… again. By stuck…
Vanity
F*ck vanity. Yes, you are great. But so is everyone else.
You’ll fall in love with every person you date, until you meet the right one… and you fall into life.
Prologue
I could have not waved goodbye. He could have stopped me from leaving. Then maybe we could have been together, still. But then again, this is just another “could have been.”
Twelve Hours and After
Decided to publish this five-year-old draft today, just because For the next twelve hours… you will be with me, and I will be with you, and we will worry about nothing but the cold night, which eventually will be not so cold after all, for I will be warmed by your embrace, and together, we…
Sunday Night Blues
Under the weight of numbed fingers I lay, unconvincingly asleep, as the world peers through my bedroom window. I look up through shadow-filled lashes. The pseudo-heroes, the deceived children, the tormented matchbox lovers who got caught in the undertow of life. My mind wanders and words leak out of my skull, seeping like black tar;…
Independency
Find arms that will raise you up from your most helpless plights and hold you at your frailest. Find eyes that will behold your beauty, even at your ugliest. Find a heart that will love you unquestioningly, even at your most repulsive. Because that is the only love that really matters. And when they aren’t…
Unfinished Story
We sure would have made one hell of a story if we hadn’t run out of ink.
