It doesn’t matter whatever happens in the blink of the eye that transfers me from life to death It’s empty. Figuring out the reasons is an ungrateful… Read more “Dreamer”
Category: notes
amateur philosophy; me, myself and I; fiction and nonfiction
Watch me
This thing that has festered inside me and fed on my insecurities, feeding the flames of fear and shame, consuming me from within, reached it’s fucking limits.… Read more “Watch me”
Run
I want to strip; shed the fears and expectations that are weighting me down and free my mind from self-made prison. I want no reason nor arguments… Read more “Run”
Here it comes
The gentle hum under my skin itching, finding its way out. It’s time. The Universe arranges a path that I can sense and I can see –… Read more “Here it comes”
Ouch.
You say there is no love to salvage that I have ruined or haven’t seen the lack of it before. It was a cruel jest but I… Read more “Ouch.”
