Bleeding Out

She grazed his hand with the hope of a touch, but neither of them moved. His eyes spoke of a … More

Beginnings

When the night melts into the welcoming kiss of a new day.

Landing, crashing, retreating, withdrawing, escaping, suffering, suffocating, losing … mental illness is exhausting.

I write of darkness that inhales my light. I pen rays of hope that drown in tides of tears I … More

I write to let my emotions slowly escape A drop or two of blood of heartbreak A sigh of a … More

*I guess one cannot be a tempest without being a bit temperamental. I have times of rich darkness, sultry naughtiness, … More

Time is a soldier of fortune, marching With orders to spur on battle Forcing loved ones apart in spite Sending … More

I don’t know how to wait without withering. My petals close upon themselves in the mere motion of a minute, … More

Fake the smile that belittles the denial of silent rejections. Arrows flung without thought but with precise aim. Confidence pops … More

Under saline shroud, she seeks treasure buried in the loneliness aloud. A heartbeat, disguised by denial and defeat, vibrates in … More