I wonder what he dreams of... Do they keep them up at night, like mine do? Colors, oh, how much I love colors! Do your dreams appears as vivid as mine? Can you taste the ocean? The salt, the brine, the kiss of waves on your feet, does it feel the same way? What are your… Continue reading I wonder what he dreams of…
part the hair from my forehead like you would to my pride: even-out the stubborn curls and gently kiss away any lingering doubts.
In the chocking silence of my loneliness, music has become my only solace, my panacea in a world that ignores my constant pleas. the singer croons my pain as the drummer nods along on-beat. A passerby, headphones tragically fastened hums along to my agony. A theater streaming with people Eagerly ready to rock-out to my… Continue reading Silence
She shines bright against my dull splendor. What is so special about a girl who wears her scars on her sleeves? I can no longer bare my facade masterfully, A mask crafted with beguiling care and fashioned to fit and grow around a changing plane– it slips every time he sighs your name. The way his… Continue reading Dull Splendor
I cannot remember the last time I truly dreamed; fabricated quandaries and a lover shrouded in mists, Half-convinced I’m slowly becoming mad– I look to idle things to keep my devilish mind at bay.
Is it okay to disregard me as a realist would to a daydream? I wish to disappear from the world of smokes and mirror, fade as idle words are exchanged and my shrill screams are dismissed. My tears, trivial as they may be, emotional I may be, but just for a moment, I wish to depart irrevelanty… Continue reading Irrelevantly
I hurt when your cruel words pierce me. My ready smile melts from my face– I become hollow as your weapon- of-choice rings true. Defenseless, weaponless, a pacifist in the game of laced-truths, yet you persist on. I’ve lost the fight years ago yet you strive on–
It’s not love if you feel empty inside, unworthy, ugly, undeserving, ashamed, a myriad of dark emotions that causes depression. a strain to your mental health, anxiety, fear, self-hatred, pain, a dreaded, heavy darkness that surpasses the loving, the kisses, the hand holding, the cuddling, the manipulated, rushed declarations of love, the love letters, the… Continue reading A Fallacy
a kiss shared by lovers can be the remedy, the panacea to the most tender, agonizing wounds. Gentle caresses can salve the deepest, roughest of burns, and the sweet, sweet embrace of a reunion followed by messy tears and tinkling laughs, can erase the shadows engulfing your heart within the passing of a wink.
I dream of a man shrouded by shadows; am I not a victim of desire, wanton for a man fashioned in nightmares? I am only mortal yet my choices tests my red blood sweetened by apples and poisoned by eyes led astray. I try to lead a life brightened by sun rays and happy, go-lucky… Continue reading I dream of a man–