An after thought in her eyes once shimmering in love when looking toward my way.A ghost floating past a vessel familiar to my palms now bleeding from the grip of my inner rage,Flaring out in episodes as an outcast,Gone mad and all that!As I bind together ideas for the escape of the century…
Many stare at you with lapidary pupils when you’re able to provide more than a hug or kiss on the cheek. They adore you while fascinated by your every move. Sooner or later, you become an example of success in the crying eyes of a dream-chaser. But, what happens when you are muddied by a... Continue Reading →
Scars may be hideous to us at first glance, but, let's be honest. Life would suck if we all had the power to turn back the hands of time and change what we deeply regret. Just, too many options to choose from. Too many what ifs for your demons to play with... Can't imagine coercing... Continue Reading →
Thinking yourself to death is completely, utterly possible. Some days, Life gets you so frustrated to the point where memories, what ifs and other countless thoughts race through your mind without a finish line in sight. And, you have no other choice but to deal with that ball of pain sitting in the middle of... Continue Reading →
Deep down inside, we've all done things we wish we haven't done. Moments had where our character is out of control while our inner children yell for help. And, it feels so difficult to sit down, breathe and just listen. But, regardless of any matter, I believe we all have the ability to change. Problem... Continue Reading →
Poetry is everything. A world of observation all throughout history. Current life. While looking deep within Heart, Soul and spirit. A 'sentence' is a thought imprisoned in a 'timeline' of Death. Reawakened by our need to just, 'Know'. Giving birth to ideas, Leading to actions that make or break us...
Divination is futile with full control over Present time. A power capturing events of the future as long as you have rule over your reactions in the face of temptations. And, That's what bothers me... Because, At times I feel as if I have no control. Berating the Angel on my shoulder by giving in... Continue Reading →
She was my rebus of love during battle. Her sweet memory brought back every flavor that used to hug my taste buds with pure joy. Dreaming about those eyes angelic eyes, My life was suddenly clearer. But, Isn't this trip through memory lane inside of my head a distraction? The invulnerable boulder in the middle... Continue Reading →