Karma

There it was, labeled to me – I, the addresseeTrying on lovers because revenge tasted sweetlyInserting the blade ever so neatly –Ensuring the heart was severed completely Burning through dreams like an oil field in the night Running out of fuel and the zest for a life Looking back but never having any foresight DancingContinue reading “Karma”

My Son Part 2: The Note Beneath His Pillow

WARNING: The following story contains explicit gore, imagery, & death. It is intended for an older audience. Though it is not age restricted, caution should be taken when reading, as it may cause triggers in some due to the sensitive context and subject matter. Proceed with caution.

Love Like Russian Roulette

His love is like Russian Roulette For all he’s had and still not found love yet Under his reign I had many debts The lost and wounded are his favorite pet’s Losing you won’t give him any regrets He’s already forgotten you I bet His love was like Russian Roulette It doesn’t matter if theyContinue reading “Love Like Russian Roulette”

Kintsugi for the Soul

There’s always been something about you, that when I look at you, my soul just glitters; Gold energy that seals my wounds and puts me on display, at shops in LA Kintsugi for the soul A broken soul with golden tear trails It must look like a lightning bug on a warm Summer’s day EveryContinue reading “Kintsugi for the Soul”

RESIDUE

The shore rises And as our dreams do Hopes are washed away inside us Awards instead of gifts as prizes Pills wrapped in silk disguises With this wave a bit of residue Likely he’ll never get your point of view I’m sorry if I ever troubled you Give love a chance the universe advices WeContinue reading “RESIDUE”

DETAINED

OLD PHOTO, NEW POEM! ‘DETAINED’ by @poeeternal He makes me want to sin But it’d be heaven I contend The way his words move under my skin I’d fall for him again and again I once made my amend While feeling silence closing in If only there were more moments to spend Would he careContinue reading “DETAINED”

Seconds to Love

He is not the bird in a cage He is not the burn, or the flame He is not the bird falling from the sky He has not the look of abandonment in his eye He is not doubt, he is not the plague He is not boredom nor is he rage There is aContinue reading “Seconds to Love”