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What is it about me? That screams "Bit on the side"? Can I never be enough To persuade you to Take another bite And not leave me Half eaten A..

Mourning for a love that was; that is no longer. That is still a mustard seed in my heart. For JM .

About living with trauma related memory loss.

These poems and words say "Forgive and you will be free" But what happens when You have forgiven And it's the fear and guilt that Eats and cages ..

Roofie, Mandy, Mary-Jane, When will I see you again? Oxy filling up my head, Another man beneath my bed. One line, Two line, Maybe more, Unti..

This love is a dark void. Neither here nor there; I am suspended in darkness. It suffocates and violates me, Muffling my desperate breathes and c..

A drunken ramble.

I smell them on my sheets, Thought now I'd feel complete, Instead I'm still lost and wondering. I can scrub and can burn, A reminder it's not m..

Discriptive writing.

Wind through trees at night, Blows to no one's delight, Blows to nobody here but me. Though the trees look impressed, By the winds moans and the r..