I asked the rain, “can you take me back to the part where I didn’t know I loved her?” It doesn’t answer. Just falls, quietly. The way I did.
I'm tired. Not just sleepy. Not just worn. I mean soul-tired. I mean breathing-feels-like-a-task tired. I mean I wake up choking on nothing but the we...Read more
The beginning of the end never truly begun. In his eyes, I could see the angst. What has truly happened to humanity? Every slip and wrong turn is mea...Read more
I lost you for love. I lost you for hate. I lost you for kindness. I lost you for meanness. I lost you for friendship. I lost you for estrangement. A...Read more
I want to scream until my throat forgets the shape of silence until the walls peel until the sky folds in until even God says, "okay, okay, I hear you...Read more
I don’t wish to be a poet. I write not for others to read, but for me, to 'feel' me. Does that make sense? Ha! I don’t even care. I just bleed ink l...Read more
