Bewildered at life I look at myself When shall I cross This moment despair Hate fills my body Wretched design No fuel to continue Empty on air This passage I ponder Shall it bring light? Or darkness of mind Hollow I drift My conscious betrays me Ode to the night For glory I’m sure Will ...

I likeHARD things.So may thingsin my lifeseem HARD… lovekidsworkfriendshipsany relationship But that’s OK I am strong enoughto handleHARDI thinkI’m a pro at it So come on life!Hit itHARDI can take it Featured image by B.R. Henry

I’m hurtSadDisheartenedHow could you be so uncaring.Don’t you daresay you were busy!I’m tired of excuses.I understand busy.I get busyButI take time toCallSeehow your doingLet you knowI’m OK.I’m hurtI feel Neglected.I talk to youI writeI getNothing in returnOhI thinkI understandYou’re busy nowToo busyfor me.You’re too chickento say it’s overWellI’m notIt’s OVER!

i’ve burned bridges  with the devil himself  and i’ve drowned in oceans  for some peace of mind  but nobody said  you’d come along  and give color back to my skin  – – –  the roses  don’t always bloom  but i think i’d always try for you 

It’s your vivid history that brings me to you, Your compassion for life has made me fall in love with you, What’s above the sky is your gentle heart and your eyes, What’s below is your erotic touch and your sultry voice, The soft temper of your being, Is what brings me to you, What I love deeply ...

Sharp and bitter- the drawing in of breath, the stifling of the vocals as the burn begins to set. Soft and sweet- thirsting lips on hungry skin, a sparking of the embers so the fire can begin. Tingling, spinning- rushes of forbidden sin. Small deaths peaking through the fractures deep within. Drumming, pounding- the beating ...