“Why did you start doing this?” “I guess I wanted to say something” “So say it.” “I don’t know how.” “What changed?” “I wanted to tell them… Read more “A Conversation “
Tag: Personal
Lived for the Days
Lived for the days, she did. Every single one of them. Others wasted their time, waiting for the weekend. But not her. She lived for the sun… Read more “Lived for the Days”
My Dearest Maria
As I wake up, I’m on the floor in my room. I can’t remember how I got there. There’s a slight pain in my back so maybe… Read more “My Dearest Maria”
As Long as You’re Happy
My hands won’t stop shaking. I ask them to stop, but they refuse to listen so I hide them underneath the table. “It’s gonna be alright”, I… Read more “As Long as You’re Happy”
Too Often It Was Pain
I was told love was pure. Love was kisses on the cheek, hugs from behind when you didn’t expect them. Love was not locking the door, just… Read more “Too Often It Was Pain”
Runnin’ through town
Like a manic, like a clown I was running for life all through town. What the chaser did not know, slithering throat here now is my fun.… Read more “Runnin’ through town”
Sinner
The world’s greatest sinner was I and I ought to say I enjoyed it.
Hopefully that’ll be enough
I loved you today. Your hair was a mess and your eyes were unfocused and you pulled me closer. I loved you yesterday. Your hair was flatter… Read more “Hopefully that’ll be enough”
So it goes
I wanted to tell you that you weren’t alone, and that it would get better. All those things you’re supposed to say at three in the morning when… Read more “So it goes”
Your Lies
Your lies are ugly, worn-out, pieces of paper I use to sort out my clustered head. Would you tell me one more?
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