Red Ink

Pen,Paper,Ink,My trinity,Slash,Seductress… When anger,Sorrow,Lust,Or Love rises,I'm swayed,In ways I cannot define,To stroke my quil in mind,From left to right,And strike,A point,As I conclude a sentence… I'm breathless,Reciting poems inciting death wishes,Yearning for a rebirth warranted,By my need to change…Thoughts,Were littered by lies pathological,It was only right I decided on rewriting them,And circle back to Truth…... Continue Reading →

Sorry For Hurting You, Too

So blessed to have recognized my weaknesses. All the disdain I've breathed in, Manifested into drinks, Smoke and hazing as I laid defeated in, A state of mind where I criticized others for no good reason, During pivotal moments I should've stared into my mirror, Glaring at my demons... Still, At times, I may feel... Continue Reading →

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