Eyes ruby redHe lays in my bedGets in my headWants me dead He lures me inWith his musical hissAnd numbs my heartWith his poisonous kiss Coils around myBody just rightSqueezing and crushingWith all his might Until I cease to seeDanger in his hugsLoss and fearWill fill my lungs The coolness of his skinPulls me inNow I have lostMy second ...

Over the past eight months I thought about starting a journal to capture what my life looked like and felt like during the COVID-19 pandemic. But I couldn’t bring myself to sit down and do it. While the thought was a good idea, I haven’t had the energy or the motivation to unpack all these ...

Here I go again Telling myself love Is only a foolish game When I know better Than to question The fire raging inside me Here I go again Believing in the lie That we’re meant to be alone When I know my heart Desperately needs you More than oxygen and water Here I go again ...

Pull me closer and maybe the world will stop falling apart   Pull me closer and maybe these voices in my head will shut up for a while   Pull me closer and make me feel like I finally belong   Pull me closer and please don’t let me go.

your non-verbal moaned I am yours sweet, vulnerable and... powerful at the same time

Love won’t always bepassionate Love won’t always beblinding Love should never be destructive Love should becomforting Love should besupportive It should be like coming homeat the end of a long day Enveloping you incomfort.

I have found myself thinking about the way things end. The ending of a television show can affect the entire journey for viewers. I mean look at the Game of Thrones television show. This would be the perfect time to rewatch the show, but the finale was met with such anger that fans refuse to ...

I long for you in the shadows dream of you at night   Wonder what you’re thinking and if your day is alright   I long to snuggle up with you and keep you warm at night   Long to be your coffee cups that kiss your lips just right   Or replace that shiny ...

As America waited for the ball drop in Times Square, I wondered what the next year would bring. As a child, I always eagerly awaited the arrival of Santa Claus. I was equally as excited to attend midnight mass with my grandparents after opening presents and listening to Italian Christmas carols. Sadly, this April, my ...