Word around town is,You're doing better now that you aren't being held down by a man drowning,Through glass stained by lipstick worn from a kiss of death hounding my existence...With every sip,I die a little internally while refurbishing my taste for a drip,Of saliva from another's lips,For another trip to a honey moon sweeter than... Continue Reading →
Holding Hands With A Ghost – Day 120, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Blood,And,Wet lips full of sugar?Are immiscible without an emulsifier found in,Tears trickling down your cheeks while laying down,Dead inside,Confounded.Puzzled by a con you've found in a pit of darkness.Love,Vampiric in nature is nothing,But,A spectral sending chills through your bleeding vessel with each touch,As subtle as it is.Once it's unbuckled from a kiss,You're left panting,Exasperated by... Continue Reading →
Love In Our Naked Eye – Day 63, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Being aroused is a feeling I don't want to feel any longer,Unless I'm with the love of my life,Whoever that may be.Happily married.Underneath a canopy of warmth,Devotion and endearment built by our need to look each other in our naked eyes and say,I love you.Sexual inclinations,To me,Mean nothing if you're not with the lover of... Continue Reading →
Binging On The Thought Of Death
What got me through a day of work?The possibility of killing myself after clocking out.Honestly,My only source of motivation as I'm nodding out every few seconds since it's taking everything I got in me!To…End the night,Without blood splatter in sight,Regardless of how desperate I am to,Die… What?Would you rather read the words of a liar... Continue Reading →