Some times it's easier to forget than others. All of the ones who left, every urge to fight back, to follow when they ran. All the love that I poured into thoughts, poetry, dreams, only to have them thrown away later into a bin marked Wasted Days. So many lonely nights spattered with what I thought would surely be released in time ( Read more... )

Lately, the nights have been too long, too harsh to sleep through. It isn't rest anymore, but struggling to make it through hours that should be a comfort. The dreams, those beautifully spun hopes, have disintegrated into blackness: moments of loneliness and insensibility, segments of anger and hypocrisy: not easily escapable. Not nightmares, ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what happened between the moment you came to me and the one I decided I wanted you forever, but what passed was breathtaking in the best of ways. Your hands, my skin, a tempting combination of kisses and caresses, an answer to whatever question waited. A trembling touch that you knew just how to calm, whispering into my neck, lips ( Read more... )

The way the pain consumes is deadening. And the anger --less often, but with more intensity-- is emptying. I'm beyond exhaustion. Who I am, what I feel, with him is something so beautifully right, and when he steps away, the world is tilted again, and I'm scared. I'm off-center, out of focus, tasting the darkness long before the light. If life ( Read more... )

There is a world that's laughing, and I'm falling in to it. Your smiles makes my life unbind, spill out the pain and soak in the fires of your soul. And love, a burning ember on my tongue, cannot be smoldered, only ignited in a flash of passion ( Read more... )

Another empty day without you. Another strand of hope lost to the heavy curtain of the world ( Read more... )

I want to find this love to let me go. I want to carry it beside my dreams as a reality --a truth. I want to be whatever you have for me, not the world. I want to hope and believe and know. I want to be with you beyond all suffering, beyond all pain, inside the joy ( Read more... )

This is the first thing I've written in a long time that I've been completely satisfied with.There used to dreams of living in a happy family, one without the drug-ridden mind of my father and over-protective tendencies and paranoia of my mother. One where money wasn't an issue in every conversation and making dinner didn't mean (far too often) ( Read more... )

now here i am again, waking up early and laying in bed thinking how much i miss you and how i can't stand that we've been set so far apart from each other. should it be something else that sprawls in my mind: something besides you and the way that you laugh and how utterly happy you make me even in my loneliness? you know there's no replacement ( Read more... )

the first time that we met, the world went black before my eyes, washing away in blues and greys. i couldn't hold on to color because something else was overwhelming all my senses. i lost control of myself in a way i wasn't quite used to. it was exhilerating, breathtaking, and brand new ( Read more... )