We all have habitsHang ups we turn to when words fade from useWhen the touch of another feels ill-fitting and looseOf addictions we choose, are you th..
I am a monster and it seeps through my clothes.I think I'm broken way down to my soul.A scarred collection of past reflection,I've come to realize I'm..
I used to find comfort in my thoughts. The ones that whispered to me, telling me that you were indeed looking at the same moon I was, letting me feel ..
When I was little I always counted my steps.I would keep track of the delicate taps of my feet,to see how many I could fit in one square of the sidewa..
I remember the first time I saw your face.You, with an intense stare, a perplexed glare,scrutinizing everything that was there.Searching..Looking for ..