What is this-This seeming 'mortal coil'?You can pryAnd tearAnd yet never really be free of it.Why do we fight what we know we can be certain of-Betwee..
Life is bitter,Like citrus.Your hands shake.You can say what you want,But I know what you mean.You can say it's not right.You can say it's not right.A..
I hate this room.It's so fake.Looks like it's happy and tidyBut it hides a mess.Like a haunted house with new paint-Toys and dolls, like any girlHides..
I stare blank at my bare virgin armsSo unwritten,So empty.That's me-Unwritten.Empty.Just one cutDear God, I promise that's all I'll do.And one white p..
Something I wrote about someone who seems to be everywhere I turn. It's interesting how someone fades into the background until you see them in an ent..