Addictions
Clenched teeth hands fisted urge to run away from all the thoughts a sparkle of the blade a perfect escape anger may seep out with the blood pen and paper… Read more »
Tag Archives: Igty
Night Highs
Time does wonders clean glasses smudged blank papers scribbled locks of thread tightly knit one charcoal countless squiggles “i will never let this happen” things change “never-s” happen This poem… Read more »
A Perfect Target
Wrenched stabbed in the back a perfect shot right in the core of the heart limping… making its way out of the wounds the perfect crimson flow doing its wonder… Read more »
Summer Nights
Mosquito bites The light buzzing sound of fan Lullabies are not needed The soft rustling makes me help sleep The silence on the other hand makes a mess of my… Read more »
Unfolding Truth
The empty hollow silence… echoing loudly the deadly emotions they all make sense now… the creases on his forehead the tears that he never cried his moist face that he… Read more »