Freedom

Tension builds. It fills your back, your neck, your face. Hands clench around the wheel until the leather creaks and cracks. You feel it building deep inside-all of those primal emotions you have tried to hide. You feel the heated waves leak through your careful mask. There is a brief pull to look down and...

Vulnerable

Don’t look into my eyes Because you just might see A deeper side of me. All you visualize   When you look at my face Is a cheerful smile Carefully fixed Into place.   Don’t look into my eyes, I am warning you. You might find my heart Enshrouded in ice.   Do you see...

Sometimes

Sometimes  Sometimes we see things that aren’t meant to be seen. Sometimes things aren’t always as they seem. Sometimes we need someone to call our own, Especially when we’re alone. Sometimes people just can’t understand, Why things get out of hand. Sometimes life just isn’t fair, Especially when people just don’t care. And sometimes it's...

Silence

Black Invisible Inaudible Unbreakable Screaming Forever   This is Silence   Unending Descending Shrieking Flawless Voiceless Indiscernible Complete

Salem

I stand within the Flames; they cannot touch me. Their long white tongues only tickle my bare arms; Trickle like water along the skin of my calves. They swim before my eyes, beckoning enticingly. The Song of Gabriel is in my mind. My peasants dress is smooth a cool. These ropes that bind me turn...

The most beautiful place I know

The wind whips my hair into my eyes as it whips the grass in which I stand, barefoot. It is green and thick and it tickles my bare calves. It smells so fresh and clean I can taste it upon the back of my tongue, as heady a taste as any wine. I love it...

Hate

I hate Hate. And betrayal of any kind. Feeling alone in the world. Feeling left behind. I hate having lost When I haven’t yet begun. I hate knowing I have to let go, To love him with all of my heart. And knowing all the time it is going, That it will not be returning....

Cydney’s Story

In the beginning when the air was new, the mountains fresh and the sky a brilliant hue we of this age have never seen, Mother earth gave birth to a beautiful son. He had dark hair the color of fresh loam and skin like new mint leaves and white wings akin to clouds. He was...

words

If words were only ink and papyrus Or delights of air and music If words were simply exhalations of sound Then lonely would be only noise in the background Instead lonely is stretching aching fingers across the sheets Caressing empty space in bed Not knowing who you want there Only wishing it was someone's curve...

Withdrawal

Electricity jolts from your body to your brain Any more of this won't leave you sane Food can no longer stay down Is it you or the room spinning round Does it matter? no it can't The sound of your breath is a screaming rant The tile floor is cool against your flaming skin Such...