Sitting on the fence, unsure To fall back or lean forward To accept defeat or fight on To crave winter or the hot sun To draw blood or heal wounds I look straight ahead As I battle the forces at both sides I shut my eyes, hoping not to be sundered But I know… Continue reading The Dilemma
Often times, we lie to ourselves We find solace in burying our pain deep We forget that these things buried alive Grow roots and feed off our hearts We convince ourselves that we are okay we blind our eyes to our pain Ignoring the constant jabs and pokes at our wounds, Constantly salting it… Continue reading ROOTS
Our paths may never cross again Our stories may never echo in unison But your memories stay etched deep in my heart Thank you for bringing joy to my heart And even if you didn’t, my heart doesn’t bleed anymore I hope you cradle our memories close, just like I do And heal from… Continue reading TO FRIENDS THAT ONCE WERE
Dear You, Did you see blood mix with my tears as I looked to you for mercy? Did you hear my mother’s screams as you snatched me from her arms? Did you hear me sing myself to sleep as your heavy blows rocked my little frame? Or did you pretend to not see the hopelessness… Continue reading From Pink
Dear You, It has been a while since we heard from each other. There are moments when your memories hit like an avalanche and my mind is flooded with questions on what could have been. What if we had given our hearts a chance? What if we had embraced our storms and surfed on their… Continue reading From Blue
Dear You, Do you know what it feels like to not know your purpose? To hope for sunshine despite the storm that rages in your heart. To long for sleep at night but be kept wide awake by the guilt of another day unspent. At the crack of dawn, I shed a tear knowing I… Continue reading From Grey
Dear You, I was only seven. I still stay awake every night, trapped in the same nightmare. I remember your bloodshot eyes, filled with drunken lust and ugly passion. I still hear my horrified screams and desperate pleas as they fell on deaf ears, silenced by your hushes and repeated grunts. I remember you walking… Continue reading From Yellow
Ada checked the time, it was 7:00pm and the clouds had begun to weep. She looked out through her office window and watched the rain kiss people as they ran for cover. It was as if the skies pitied her and did not want her to cry alone. “Did you hear? Tobi is getting married… Continue reading Never After
Silent hatred echoes As dreams are destroyed Bodies dumped on bodies The foul stench of death “Boko boko” Tick tock tick… Fear is the blanket Agony is the bed Laughter turned to screams Happiness turned sour “Boko boko” Tock tick tock… Safety is history Hope becomes desolate Madness reigns in disaster “Boko boko”… Continue reading Boko Boko
I can't kiss you, yet I taste the sweetness of your lips I can't touch you, yet I feel the tingle from your fingertips The thought of you, a curse I have to bear The lightness of your laughter, I'll never hear My world is empty, but you fill every space Your heart still… Continue reading BLEEDING SUNSETS
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