I feel like I’m drowning; being pulled under by some unyielding bit of pollution. The plastic from the cola cans wrapped around my neck, the mesh netting from the mandarins gripping around my feet, the oil leaks filling my lungs with each gasp for air…Not some merciful force that ends you quickly like an undertow or tsunami, but a quiet unrelenting ( Read more... )

You can go through your whole life struggling to make connections. It can be difficult to know who to trust, how much to divulge or where the invisible line exists that acts as the cut off for pre-conceived notions of ‘unconditional understanding’ or ‘judgement free zones’; so, you keep people at arms-length, only ever revealing just enough ( Read more... )

Let's clear up one misconception straight away; I do NOT want to fix you. To fix you is to imply change is desired, or infer that you are broken. When you genuinely enjoy someone just as they are to see them become something other than just that is disheartening. I don't want you to compromise the very foundation of what makes you exactly who you ( Read more... )

I’m a champion of suppressed emotion.

So when I manage vulnerability and hand you the grenade...

Don’t leave me in false complacency

watching with a heavy heart

as you pull the pin.

I don't know how to half fall, I don't wander in with toes poised just above the surface, or one foot cautiously flirting outside the door...I only know instinct and passion. I know romance and infatuation ( Read more... )

Fingertips that start fires...

Silence that casts ice...

My Dr. Jekyll;

My Mr. Hyde.

A penny dreadful

consuming my life;

I'll be the chemist,

your drug is my strife.

I can't walk away...

My heart fraught with dread,

Analyzing, scrutinizing

each sentiment said.

Desire that consumes

and curiosity growing

wrap hands around the throat

of any ( Read more... )

"First flashed the lightening and then roared the thunder, a siren's call will pull you under. A perfect rapture of turmoil and bliss, souls are lost to a siren's kiss ( Read more... )

No one likes the monsters;the ones we keep inside. No one cheers for the darkness that hides in plain sight. We all have our own monsters ( Read more... )

You promised ( Read more... )

Words fought to escape against her lips like silhouettes of sentiments. They are always present but hidden just beyond in a hushed shadow. He read the lies in her eyes as easy as a Sunday paper. Her body was stuck in a guarded paralysis; never reaching and never open. The dialogue he had offered was lost on her silent ears. In her mind she traced ( Read more... )