Their hands explore,

Searching,

Groping,

Loving.

Their eyes staring into hers, mind blanking.

A love forever more,

Lips resting on eachother forever,

At least until midnight,

The hour of lovers,

The hour of the unknown.

Unknown, unfamiliar feelings, uncomfortable heat building inside of them, as if a hand is wrapping around their beating hearts,

Their jumping pulse,

Their d...

Mud underfoot, a scrim on my trainers.

Weak finger of sunlight skims on the pond; penetrates, exposes bank below.

Reflection like smoked glass.

Fields painted in shades of newling greenery and patchy browns. Trees stretch upward like grasping hands, arthritic.

Gravel twists and winds like a gray ribbon full of snarls.

Pale sky above, thin wisps of white against blue.

I wonder if the fi...

Ah, Christian Bale

your protrayals are never stale.

You act with precision,

you’re a casting director’s best decision!

Buffy Summers,

a fictional hero above all others.

You go girl, you kill, you slay

and your best frend’s vampire doppleganger once made her say “I think I’m kinda gay.”

Spike, one word- one syllable,

to Buffy you were unkillable.

Unlike Angel, cursed because he was an a-hole

yo...

In the sky, the clouds roll in,

A blanket gray, where dreams begin.

Raindrops dance on windowpanes,

Whispers of hope in the gentle rains.

Though the sun may hide away,

There’s beauty in this muted gray.

For every shadow, there’s light to find,

A moment to breathe, a chance to unwind.

The world slows down, a quiet embrace,

In the stillness, we find our place.

With every storm,...

Cut

Like pieces

Of birthday cake.

Some for you!

And some for me?

Too busy

Focusing on who gets a slice,

To look at the dessert itself.

Decorated

and

Devoured

But w...

I see the lights from the darkness of my room

Something illusionary, my brain seems to confuse

I hear the sirens, how could life be this tiring?

The room is empty, I swear to you

I am not crazy

I wonder who will save me, cause I’m forgetting

If I’m Alive or just Living?

I can feel the darkness, isn’t that stranger?

The world is a figment of my imagination, I wish

A tireless game I am unable to qu...

I love the rain

The way it falls off my nose like smelling a rose

feeling the mud between my toes

Chosing to be happy and not sappy

promised to myself not to lie and tell my inner child that it won’t happen to us again

To be whole and to obtain the life that was never given

To be always driven to keep the motivation that I know that’s within

I look to the rain that fills that whole that burd...

Upon,

thy skin.

Light left traces,

and the dark left.

No shadows are hidden,

deep in dark.

The light,

seeks.

Inside,

this heart.

An ache resides,

resident in this chest.

Beating with your love,

each beat stronger.

Because of,

you.

Behind,

these eyes.

An ambition lives,

lives within us all.

All of these lives,

will believe it.

And so,

you.

...

I love you Baby

...

Footprints left on the oak wood floor,

Paintings hung up,

Water running,

Pots clanging,

Memories marked from the scribbles drawn on the wall,

Sunny days meant hours spent outside,

Movie nights every Friday, and sleepover every Saturday,

Then the sound of moving trucks,

To boxes stacked up,

To an empty house,

I find myself in a car heading away from the everything I’ve ever knew,

In a new place f...

A locked bird in a cage, 

bound to fate

shackles I can’t escape

Tick tock, goes the grandfather clock striking twelve

The day finally arrived 

The minute hand ticks onto twelve

emptiness gnawed at me, beckoning me. Crooning at me. 

Finally, came the day, 

A Monday

Shackles clattered against the cage, rattling loudly

I stared at the wall blankly

the hourglass on the nightstand cracked

sand seeped...