Dare to Dream. Live to Write.
I can't stop myself from loving you, Even as you spit venom from your mouth, In between the sweet nothings That truly mean nothing at all. But they mean the world to me. I can't get enough. The venom hurts, then it burns, then it begins to corrode my veins. I feel my... Continue Reading →
Her spirit knows there is something wrong before it is physically manifested. She has anxious, looming thoughts and feelings about the future. At night, her body curls up as she dreams of the depressing inevitable. She awakes, shaking, feeling a tear slide down her cheek. "No", she begs. "Please no..." The days continue on, the... Continue Reading →
If he loves me, he will try. If he loves me, he won't yell. If he loves me, he will communicate. If he loves me, he will listen. If he loves me, he won't leave. But - If he does not, he will walk away. If I love myself, I will not let his... Continue Reading →
two steps ahead, ten steps behind my walls have shed, love is so blind I give you my all, but you don't have the time. two steps ahead and I'm running for your love, it's too good to be true, I feel up and above. ten steps behind I'm crying in the dark,... Continue Reading →
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 →
You don't see me. You see your expectations of me. You see a version of me that you want, Or expect me to be. They say "She's a whore", "She's dumb" "She's a bitch" "She's selfish"... You don't see me. I don't fit into a box, I'm hard to understand, I'm uniquely me. The world refuses... Continue Reading →
I wrote this poem to comment on emptiness and the dependence women put on men to feel worthy, happy and whole. Hell, I often feel like I need a man to be complete - but I don't. Only I have the power to feel whole and complete, and for me, I find that in my... 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 