to her ...
(2015)
i thought of this today after hearing of the death of a dear soul i once knew
Life asked me once; “What’s the price for your life”? I answered saying; “Not a dime”. Then again I said;
I hate the date of birth Another reminder I’m going to die Today I found maggots in my spice… Delicious delicious spices But how delicious am I
The bigger the wish, the greater the pleasure, the bigger the consequence. The larger the dream, the greater the prize,
She now sleeps alone in the dark. By herself she has to find herself… It’s dark, she’s blinded. Afraid and alone. She has one option and one alone.
I am afraid, afraid of who I will… afraid of what they might see. The judges, those that always watc… They will behead me on social medi… I will be nude and read like the e…
The view is better from in here, Sometimes you see people in black… Sometimes they look better, Sometimes they look worse. I love this view it almost never h…
I have seen that twinkle before. Bright, shining light . I have been looking for it for man… No such grin ever again in sight. A beam so pure i could cry.
I Lie to you, I lie to him and I… I was not chasing wealth. Showing up and leaving that town a… I had to leave, I could not stay… I ran as much as I could.
A friend once lost Once I’ve lost a dear friend My heart now bleeds in it’s one corner the corner you use to keep.
You promenade by ... as if your legs where skyscrapers… As they observe you, the awe you b… They often envy that saunter. They wish they held that epithet o…
i don’t want to love anymore yet i still want those hugs i ador… those kisses make me warm till the… his Silhouette lives in my head i want to love nobody instead
I often leave my soul unattended o… See I never thought that this sou… I hate to suffer like this becuase… Disruptions and all bad spirits wi… Another hurtful story of another l…
She writes as if though writing wa… It is as if she would drop the pen… Her adjectives made sense entirely… It was as if she had to draw them,… Her wrist turned and twirled as sh…
What we think may only be one thin… It is what we think. Our own perception, remains an impression. We create it and so through things…
What is more painful? Is it to be struck? Is it a word? A word left unsaid? No great strike has the power of a…