I feel as if I am floating on clouds, high above civilisation in my own little world. The way she carrasses me heals this weary heart, and when she speaks her soul spills over mine, like pen to page, like the dawn of a new day - of a new life. The rational mind does … Continue reading My ode to you, my dear.
Sometimes it feels like I am the only one who has suffered, although I know this to be false it feels as if it were so. Everyone with their pre-packaged interiorly designed lives with sparkly loving childhoods, it feels so... lonely. Maybe it's because those who suffer like I have do not often overcome circumstance, … Continue reading Invisible damage.
The comfort of your company feels like a deep breath, the kind that relaxes your shoulders and unfurrows your brow. Your eyes steady my gaze, affixed on me, transfixed by you; deep and tender, the qualities that make me surrender. Beating hearts make for an intensity of mind body and soul, like we've known forever … Continue reading The cosmic agenda.
Dear Dylan, I hope that you let your breath and heart guide each step, with a mind wide open. I hope that you continue to act with integrity, grit, and continue to develop and fine-tune your empathy. May your steps fall on solid ground more often than not, and I pray that the ground falls … Continue reading Letter to my future self.
Buried 10,000 fathoms deep, a cage sunken down full of venom and rage, sometimes rises to the surface and unleashes itself onto the world. It cares not what stands in its path, for it is a one eyed monster - it wants blood, and it wants it now. It wants to rip doors off hinges … Continue reading my rage.
Being away from her is agony; my love for her is all encompassing. Her eyes, her smile... her laugh - oh, the beauty, oh the joy! She is an angel sent from outer-space to hold me and kiss my face. Everyone else pales in comparison to the beauty that she holds: not just visually, but … Continue reading A dumb love confession.
The night is hot and I can't sleep. Acceptance of the impending fatigue - it must the embraced, and so I get in my car. Engine purring, I just start to drive with no destination in mind, I just drive. And yet, I end up on your street; I don't know why, I wasn't going … Continue reading Number 8 N_______
Cats belong to no one. They venture beyond the garden, scaling walls, starting brawls and selectively show affection to strangers. They are fed and have their thirst quenched by a human or two, and they may even claim a room, too - but they belong to no one, they merely stop by to visit. Cats … Continue reading Where to meow?
Why do we open our hearts up when the most likely outcome is pain and suffering? Why do I choose this path, over and over and over and over... have I not learned my lesson... will I ever? Tender hearts break easily, porcelain falls, accidentally, ricocheting off of the tiles; 'twas but an accident, a … Continue reading Tender hearts break easily