Sweetheart, I’m tired. It feels as if I can only go down under from here. So take me to these depths and lay me down to rest… Read more “Endings”
Oh how easy it is to end… Life is but a thread. One action shifts existence. The door opens into the abyss. The flutter ceases… To be… Read more “Thin Thread”
I have a graveyard of bones to pick with life because it’s starting to feel as if it’s giving it all to death. Life feels as if… Read more “Bones to Pick”
The disappointment comes in waves when I think of a past lover who was so good at wrecking my ship while out at sea. He wrote songs… Read more “Submerged”
In the words of Neruda, death is like an admiral waiting in the harbor. So then, what is life like?
One day, I too, will cease to be as will all pathways leading to me. Hopefully you will immortalize me each day in your memory. Unfortunately sometimes… Read more “Giving In”
He keeps trying to make me fall in love with him, but they all marvel at the snake while wanting to cut off its head.