You leave a path of destruction everywhere you go, and I'm convinced you do not care. Its reckless how you jump from bed to bed and heart to heart without hesitation, all while telling your sad sob stories and charming with perfectly placed words. I should have known your intentions, but I was captivated by … Continue reading Reckless
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Faithless
I'm mad at God right now. Or maybe He's mad at me, cause its been pretty fucking silent on the other side for quite some time. I got in my car, drove for hours last night, screamed at Him until my voice gave out and then cried out noises that broke my own heart. Why … Continue reading Faithless
Revelation
Image courtesy of Mara Dyer I'm good at getting lost inside my head, convincing myself of untruths others spew; that I'm not pretty enough, thin enough, good enough. That I'm too much at times I shouldn't be, or I get excited over the dumbest things. I get hurt by the comments I'm too passionate, that … Continue reading Revelation
Artistry
Image courtesy of enki22 You paint colors in the sky that I've never seen, and play music in my ears that I've never heard. I try to close my eyes and cover my ears, but the artistry is far too mesmerizing. I try to resist the temptation, but I want nothing more than to drown … Continue reading Artistry
Ash & Smoke
I stopped fighting for you. I quit chasing you around, trying to get you to just see me. I quit attempting to create beauty out of the ashes of your broken promises, and the smoke of empty commitments. I took a step back, finally saw the whole picture, and you had the audacity to ask … Continue reading Ash & Smoke
Dream You
I saw you in my dreams last night. I tried to stay asleep. I finally got the you I've always wanted; the you I never got. You said all the right things to me, and held me in your arms so tight. We were so fucking happy, and you looked so in love. I tried … Continue reading Dream You
The Heat of Chaos
A flashback to the final night. July 2019: I am not okay. I am a total mess back on the floor of a home that has been drenched in lighter fluid and intentionally set on fire. The walls are hot with flame, the linoleum is melting under me, but I remain curled up on the … Continue reading The Heat of Chaos
The Sea I Am:
Image courtesy of AraNaja See me as the sea I am, not the wave you've encountered. I am not a hurdle for you to get over, or another obstacle you can conquer. I'm not a distraction from previous waters, nor am I a passage to another body. I am all the waves, all the currents, … Continue reading The Sea I Am:
Wicked Glass
Image courtesy of Shreekant Plappally I fell in love with a villain, draped in white clothing and adorned with medals. I fell for the knight, the one who endured much just to save me from hell. I didn't know, though, he was made of glass; fragile and entirely false. I thanked the heavens for him; … Continue reading Wicked Glass
Thunderstorm
I crave a thunder in my bones lightning in my veins, rain in my heart, fire in my lungs, ice on my lips, sunshine on my skin, midnight in my soul, kind of love. I want to feel every emotion, reaction, touch, caress, pull, pulse, cut, break, bandage, bond. I want a love so intense … Continue reading Thunderstorm
Fire & Female 