Dare to Dream. Live to Write.
I yearn for broken things. For the things that make drunk lovers fall into eachother in the middle of the night and the things that keep them up while the rest of the world is asleep. I love you, I need you to break me, and I don't want you to apologize for it at... Continue Reading →
Reality sucks, I hate it... But I know it is coming for me. I am perfectly comfortable Living in the romanticism in my mind, The dreams of my heart And hopes for the future. But now, Everything feels like it's crumbling - Down, down, down... Into the depths of despair. I am scared. I... Continue Reading →
Battered, Bruised. Ragged and Ruined. Offended. Knocked down. Empty. Nothing.
Spiraling Into madness. My brain So anomalistic Idiosyncratic Unparagoned Encumbered. It hurts Oh how it hurts. My thoughts Cut through my mind Sharp Painful Bloody... I’m bleeding. A cocaphony In my brain. Loud, confusing, caustic. I’m spiraling Down Down Deeper still. Indelicate black tunnels Pull me farther in. I can’t see now. I feel the... Continue Reading →
Talk to me Say something One word Just one Please... I need - I need to know Where you stand With me. Say something. What do you feel, What do you think, What have I done wrong... I want to explode I want to rip my hair out One by one. These thoughts They attack... Continue Reading →
Magnets. They pull together. One is drawn towards the other. It is their nature. You hold the magnets just close enough, you can't pull them apart. The draw is too strong. We pulled apart. It felt unnatural. Sudden. Yet, the draw is there. You came back. I never left. We tried so hard... Continue Reading →
Glass hearts, so fragile, so easy to break. Broken glass. My heart is shattered. Shards of broken pieces stab my insides. Moving forward hurts. Moving backwards hurts more. Maybe I love the feeling of pain. Maybe I love brokenness and depression because it makes me feel something. Maybe I love getting hurt over and over... Continue Reading →
Death. The thing everyone fears. The end. The dark... I’m not afraid. I feel a connection To the blackness. This dark side of me Has no fear. I embrace it. I embrace sin. I’m connected to death. Death is a part of me. Every dark corner in the hollows of my mind Resembles death. Death... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I wonder, What my life would be like, Had I never met you. If I never knew the Taste of your lips, The heat of your body. Do I wish it never happened? “No never, I must have loved you.” Despite your disregard for my values, I stayed around, always for you. That one... Continue Reading →
What have I done? What am I doing? I’ve ruined relationships, hurt people. I’ve lied, stolen and cheated. I have walked away from my faith, allowing the world to change me and influence every part of me. I have been mean, so mean. So unkind it’s grotesque. I’ve fallen in love with the wrong... Continue Reading →
The Blonde Quill 