and there’s nothing left to give and I breath on instinct choking on tears that I forgot to cry last decade century epoch. and this road so… Read more “To live”
Author: Lizardin Bain
Occasional writer, vocational dreamer, helpless romantic, and hypocritical cynic.
Where are you now?
I don’t wish to go back but the ability to crawl onto your lap would come in handy these days when my sanity sways and I am… Read more “Where are you now?”
Useless
I can have it all – power, influence and strength to stand tall. I have a ray of light to inspire and a heart to sympathize. I… Read more “Useless”
I just wanna be happy
I have been ditching my poetic urges in favor of my prosaic ones’, but today…I dunno know… My mother tells me it’s spring, and we, like cats… Read more “I just wanna be happy”
Ping pong
Back and forth, back and forth swaying indecisive. Incisive and indifferent crying over sentimentality that is not here nor there middle my favorite spot that I love… Read more “Ping pong”
