(poetic ) the rain softly pitter pattering slowly drip drip driping wash away my soul my soul left unclean broken the rain it stops with the rip rocketing whorly gigs of sunlight pouring down on me banana nut bread legs and salminella eyes im wasteing threw life crazy the beach boat trees and the sticky… Continue reading mourning blood
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Tears of Morality
Blood in my eyes. Tears of morality. I suffer at the hands of people I do not know yet know so well it pains me to remember their suffering. Suicide is the way out. Any way to escape I want to go. I have no will to stay. Who cares what people think? It’s more… Continue reading Tears of Morality
unknown crime
The assaulting silence bearing unto his soul echoes through the long since dessereted corridors of his heart. a pain that was once thought relinquished preys upon him as he sits in the gathering darkness, with a chirp of a nearby cricket, starting its song in the overgrown grass of the garden once named Eden. a… Continue reading unknown crime
elena chapter 1
She turned, the girl with the red hair, to look at me. I was amazed; she looked like a character in a book I had just finished. She was short, and pretty with red curls and a heart-shaped face. I was absolutely blown away when she said her name was Bonnie.
Playful Nights
She came home to find her house trashed.”Damn,it happened again,”she thought to herself.Her ex has trashed her house four times since she broke up with him,and moved on to someone she actually cared about.She cleaned up the mess,and began to change into to her pajamas.
Capture Corruption
The flesh feels sticky, the soul is bright with agony. The only message within it, lies deep between the crevasse of irony.
Crush
Spices are sucked into my mouth. A thin watery mix that swirls from the roof of my palette to the back of my throat. An burst of cinnamon and vanilla and nutmeg and pepper that sets every sense on fire.