Dichotomy of disbelief and reality leave my heart behind. Consciousness is streaming out of my ears, falling like useless raindrops down the rusty, splintered city drains. The drains, the dams, the waterways, water, the ocean; freedom. But never again will I see what you meant. You, the so-called cr...
The wind blew around the cliff, sweeping past me, seeming almost triumphant as my body flung in different directions trying to keep control of my footing. With the ebony rock slick from the earlier rain, I was beginning to realize what a mistake I had made coming here. This was all I had left and I ...
divided
almost in half
missing the eloquent words
that flowed from my fingertips
now replaced by
sweat
and work.
and pain.
neither committed.
either which side
failing
hollow on the
in
sides
out
sides
in
between
the lines,
grayness is a terrible mixture of color and cold
leaving...
i can almost hear the beat of my heart awaiting
the rush of words that ill later regret
roar, the lion inside
is eating,
chomping my insides
but not removing what
i want to erase
hack
i cant stand to hear
injustice
unless its coming from my own lips
which love to lie, beautifully,
makin...
I'm so tired of pretending
I cant play this doll house game anymore
what's the good of living
if you have nothing to live for?
as your eyes meet mine,
I know you must see
but you dont see
Im so tired of pretending
I hate living a lie, this lie
double life
triple life
quadruple life
even ...