Landing, crashing, retreating, withdrawing, escaping, suffering, suffocating, losing … mental illness is exhausting. Advertisements
The Writing Wounded
I write of darkness that inhales my light. I pen rays of hope that drown in tides of tears I…
Undead
I write to let my emotions slowly escape A drop or two of blood of heartbreak A sigh of a…
Sea Smoke
His smile, quicksilver on a midnight sigh. Illuminating needs I thought had resigned. My skin heated in sin and savagery,…
In the Mood
*I guess one cannot be a tempest without being a bit temperamental. I have times of rich darkness, sultry naughtiness,…
Sin
Sin smells like leather, honeysuckle blossoms, cologne that lingers on hungry skin for hours. Sin tastes like strawberry juice on…
Marching On
Time is a soldier of fortune, marching With orders to spur on battle Forcing loved ones apart in spite Sending…
Storm Warning
The mist of my lust smothers the depth of breath of any others The wine of my wetness intoxicates the…
Predestined
I don’t know how to wait without withering. My petals close upon themselves in the mere motion of a minute,…
In Defeat
Fake the smile that belittles the denial of silent rejections. Arrows flung without thought but with precise aim. Confidence pops…
