Tag: experience

full circle.

This started off as a Facebook post, but it is deserving of more. As a writer, I find some things shouldn’t be reduced to a Facebook status update, nor limited to 140 characters on Twitter, or become a caption typed beneath an Instagram photo….

the space between

In the space between happiness and hardness, I can find you hiding there. The violence in your head stopping time, but I too, am fucked beyond repair.   In the space between sorrow and sadness, your darkness came to fuse with mine. An introductory of…

the silence.

Those deep ocean eyes tell me a story, one that stalls behind gritted teeth. I care not a fuck about spoken words, let them crash amidst tangled feet. I find comfort in the shared silence, please tell me things without speaking. We’ll become observant…

let it settle.

If you ask me what my biggest fear is, I would tell you without hesitation, that it would be to live an unfulfilled life. But my second biggest fear is living a lie. Some of us build and shape our lives and our relationships…

ghosts.

a magnet for the emotionless the ghosts, they floated faded and fucked up to a full heart, bloated poltergeists take up space never permanent, only drifting paranormal self destroyers carry the weight, heavy lifting curse of the apparition prepare for the exorcism expel the heart…

the poison tree.

It is sick and twisted, a gnarled tree that feeds from poisonous soil. It blooms sweet flowers, a magnificent deception that lures in the innocent. The antithesis of a giver, it sucks the oxygen straight from the lungs. Thorns embellish its branches, curved like…

heartless.

what courses through the veins now is dark and cold love is meant to keep you warm or so I’ve been told valves clog with heartbreak that impedes the flow love wilts in poisoned blood with no room to grow offer a piece of…