Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
honey like someone once said we belong a long way from here the tragic mysteries of life unfold in front of us and upon us leaving unmentionable secrets and secret unmentionables but when the dark days come I will pour myself out and meld with you provide cover and bleed Read more
The clouds wrestles, vibrations felt inside your existence, lighting cracks illuminating the sky Clouds finally giving in, releasing the mass tears from heaven. Evidence left on the window, droplets dwindling down the glass pane. Her force is felt, you witness her magnificent breakdown, as the pure blue summer sky turns Read more
Advice to back off Advice to do more Be a good enough mother Not too good Don’t overdo it Don’t make him dependent on you He will never be able to care for himself He’ll end up in codependent relationships From other health care professionals Make sure he eats three Read more
I’m your mother, but no I’m not listening. You’re talking in the backseat of the car. I hear you, barely. I’m your mother. You say my name “Mom? Mom!” I can’t really hear you, not really. But I will always be your mother. You’re talking more in the backseat of Read more
I swear I heard the sun burn something alive under the ocean. I heard a scream just as I lit the matches to a wooden coffin with no body inside to keep it warm. My sister’s hair was always braided, and when those brown strands came undone, so did my Read more
For all those who died before their time, and to their families. i. I don’t know you but as I rushed from the bus to the station there was an unsettling emptiness and that’s when I noticed the tape and the tent – there was so much blood. You flowed Read more
I’m a love psychopath, addicted to that feeling. swaying hips blood red lipstick trails of roses leading me down this dark dark road. swimming through the darkness, monsters made of shadow try to pull my hair. but all they grab is blood and bones, the glamour slipping through their hands. Read more
I am seeking a confidant, a loser like me. My pre-requisites are simple. I desire a lack of ambition. I am looking for self-loathing. This depressant-applicant should come pre-equipped with a heart that is worn and long faded away like a hundred shipwrecks. His or her life shall be in Read more