In a dark alleyway
Cold, damp, musty
Being very afraid,
Unable to breathe,
On the very air,
that keeps you,
soul wrenching pain,
in tiny fragments,
and over again
Day in, day out.
Thump. Thump. Continue reading “About Last Night.”
Six months ago today, I held your hand.
I begged, repeatedly.
Asking you, please stay.
Continue reading “Broken Echoes”
159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days.
Ask yourself, what do you do with 159 days? You go on a long trip. Fly across oceans and conquer all the land borders you can find. Drink too much. Meet people. Fall in love. Fall in lust. Get lost. Lose yourself.
159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days. Continue reading “Unbreaking Chains”
Ma, do you hear me everytime I call out your name?
On nights when I can barely keep my eyes closed, my mind just wanders.
Sometimes, I think of you. The hows and the whys.
Repeatedly. Continue reading “As You Turn Away”