This tripod has been around. The box was dusty, shoved in a corner of the attic. Three legs. At least there used to be. ...

The heat from your lips starts to warm my body from within, I arch my back from your gentle touch, The restraints kept me ...

It was not the song itself that made me cry, but it was the memories that played out within my mind that left my ...

The broken roses Bleed onto the garden ground Winter is their end.

Fear rocks my core And I look to you for stability I want to link my pinky with yours And breathe slowly   Your ...

You have cried for many reasons. Now if you bellow, I hope it is always in joy. If you do, cry out in pain ...

Trigger warning: Eating disorder Do you ever have a nightmare where no matter how hard you try to run, your legs will not seem ...

I’ve been stuck in this void, A deep void that sends me into madness, I’ve been kept silent, Silent like the deep night sky, ...

Like the morning bird, You bid me farewell once dawn Has died with the day