The whites of my teeth show happiness I think. Everyone's too vacent to notice the big sink hole. Sinking down a deep hole maybe it's my life goal. Happiness is my biggest mystery And I wonder, was it really ever meant for me? See, I never understood how anybody could be so delirious, mysterious is … Continue reading Did you notice?
LINK TO PT1 The Story – mr tease ! He kissed me, and I kissed him, and the world fell away, when I came back to my senses all I could do was fumble for words but before I could say anything he was already talking, “look, I think you are a great guy, I … Continue reading The Story – mr tease pt2
My tears fell onto your hands, clamped around mine, I cried, for all the hurt, For all the love, For all the time, My tears filled up your collar bones, Trickled through your chest, Pooled around your feet, And made our bedroom wet, Flooding, Flooding, Flooded.
Intoxication I’m a beast The thing our toxic love birthed Tell me what I am What do you want me to be? Tell me why I’m ripping at your clothes Your hands upon my neck My legs around your waist Black Satin I no longer see I’m home, I’m safe I’m no longer caged My … Continue reading The Words – intoxication (poem)
Another night another guy but every one-night stand is different… I woke up this morning to a guy stood there completely dressed in my room and obviously contemplating sneaking out and I wouldn’t blame him, the details are already fuzzy so I can’t remember if I woke up on my own or if he … Continue reading The Love Of Sex (one-night stand)
Love, love, love… How do we know when its right? I mean besides the age old saying of, ‘when you know, you just know’ Because you see, I thought I knew before and the time before that and well I guess to some extent all the times before. I was wrong. … Continue reading for Life or just for Now?
I could hardly see, and music flooded my ears, bodies, heat, lights, the smell of sweat and dirt in the stuffy air. It was my 4th week in a row that I’d been here, and I was hooked, and best of all I was free. I was 18 and back living in my home town, … Continue reading The Story – mr tease
Writer's block, blocking my brain, my thoughts, my creativity. You, you are the cause for that I’m sure, board of it, of you, writing about you and about our love. Stuck looking back just so I can look forward. My project is a curse, therapy I never signed up for. Easy or so I thought, … Continue reading The Book – ghosts