They said this would break you. That the burden would be too heavy, that the nights would feel longer than your bravery, that the silence would completely consume your identity. And perhaps it did— for a brief moment. Maybe you felt your knees touch the ground, felt your chest collapse like a bu...Read more

for when your chest fills with mud and the shadow settles into every corner of your bones. momma, I fear this darkness inside me has your eyes. I feel it in my ribs and I press on it sometimes just to know it's there....Read more

I fell for this Black Rose. Sudden heaven that I just couldn't deny. This ache in my hand. After love shamelessly left to die. Hurt became candy to me once upon a time. Yet she is the epitome of allannah myles everything. That black molasses that often the curious why. I don't like labels. I don't l...Read more

There is no light Where depths consume. * * * Twist and turn, Spark and burn; Every good thing Is mine to spurn Like I am king! Like I could cling To fickle flames, The hope they bring, With enough acclaim To fend off the shame Of being the one Who cheats the game. * * * On purpose I hi...Read more

What would I be Without darkness? To know guilt, To walk beneath Grey skies and forget The color of the sun- What would I call That which shines on me? ...Read more

So to speak Strength slowly seeps out Extrapolated small doubts Nihilist trains of thought Keep coming back and forth Rush or impulsive ruse And so I keep it reined Dearly beloved......Read more

People measure growth in the light. Growth in the dark, goes deeper. Light flooded; darkness held: growth continued. For the roots are connected to a greater source, untouched; darkness stimulates the needed growth. E. Ex. ...Read more

Greetings family Here's an interesting questions for you. How do you interpret darkness? Ask yourself this question. Turn inward. Would you call it a gift? Or would you rather not have anything to do with it? When you find the answer, take up your quill. Write a poem about it. But before tha...Read more

​There is a shadow walking ahead of me. Not behind, not beside: ahead. It always takes a step before I do, hands in its pockets and the crooked gait of one who has time to waste and no rush to heal. ​It isn’t mine, I’ve looked at it closely: it doesn’t have my shape. It is more hunched, more tired t...Read more

I couldn't deny the taste. My lips insatiable to her frame again and again. To know my love is blind every time I stare too into sapphire deep river blue again. This fever that never seems to end. When you are my thought alone. Messy midnight darkness my hands get in a love triangle in. Knowing ever...Read more

I have wandered through nights that seemed endless, even when dawn arrived, carrying a burden in my heart as if it had taken up permanent residence—like the darkness recognized me better than I recognized myself. I have been the quiet that follows bad news, the trembling hands that go unnoticed, th...Read more

"i'm a little bit crazy," i tell you, reciting the fine print from the pill bottle. "most people leave." i hope you will not leave. you shake your head and reassure me that you will stay as long as i let you. that my current is not too strong that my fog is just passing weather and that you are not ...Read more

Silent voice, silent tears Rays of hope, glistening fears She stood there with a smile on her face Was it happiness or her last cry of pain. It didn't make much sense Her eyes spoke something else Sparks flew deep inside her self So small, the darkness swallowed her face. So much for trying her be...Read more

I'm holding onto it The feeling of emptiness Nothingness and darkness I'm holding onto it The old nostalgic memories Hoping to rewind time Hoping to do it right This time Hoping You would come back Felling my empty void I holding onto it Never letting it go Making sure it's just you that ...Read more

I discovered how to breathe in a place where the air felt taken away, where each step felt like it was scraping my bones, and yesterday lingered like dirt beneath my nails. The nights were anything but peaceful—they growled. The ceilings observed as I fell apart slowly, in a raw and unrefined way....Read more