Don’t Fall

Look at me, in a way that makes me feel like you have ripped out my secrets and stored the bloody pieces in your pockets, proudly and with the intention of making them yours too. Touch me, in a way that makes me lean in, with out thinking. That makes me inhale you, like a … More Don’t Fall

Paradox

A Paradox. A self-contradictory and false proposition. Of sorts, a lie, unintended. People parade the idea; of love, and then of independence of the mind. I find, these two can not coexist. I love you, but will you become what I want in a lover? Will you sign the dotted line, and enter into this … More Paradox

Lamb, got Sam

The beauty in the fragility, and the spell in the white; is where the chains that you carry shed blood in the fight. The blue in your fire and the green in mine, will only burn brighter with the immeasurable time- it has taken the earth to spit up it’s landmines. We are filled with … More Lamb, got Sam

Child’s Voice

When I was a young girl, I would wish I could be invisible, to the eyes that looked for me in the dark of night. My bed was not my imaginary princess castle; It was the  birth place for evil. A grown man’s twisted mind, my small body he did find. I was four. He … More Child’s Voice

Loose, Noose

I argue often, the fickle meaning of the word ‘love’. Ask me, and I will tell you what it means. Indifference. Loss. Apathetic routine. Unimportant importance. Lip service. Disservice. Relentless fashioning of another’s whole soul to suit the ‘better’ half. Numb hum drum yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Promises motivated by fear. Forced liberation on another’s … More Loose, Noose

By Virtue

“All of the truly important battles are waged within the self. ” ― Sheldon B. Kopp, If You Meet the Buddha on the Road, Kill Him: The Pilgrimage Of Psychotherapy Patients I have been blessed with a wild mind. A brittle constitution, and an appetite for truth. Impatience is my virtue, and possibly the only … More By Virtue