asleep
It rises and falls like the tide on the sand A weight of black steel pressing down Strangling, drowning And my heart treads the water, but it’s too much to ask I’ve sunk into a slumber And there is no awakening. Continue reading asleep
Tag: depression
columbine killer
Love is more valuable than anything I know. To love is to enter a completion of one’s self. I hate those who choose to destroy a love, who take it for granted. love is greater than life even. As i look for love, i feel i can’t find it. ever. but something tells me i will. Someday. Somewhere. As my love will find me. She … Continue reading columbine killer
aching heart
an aching heart doesn’t just go away. even though you want it to. it sits there, eternally rotting – a fruit green with envy, jealousy. grown and nurtured by the fear inside of you. you can’t turn off an aching heart. it hangs like a weight from that beating organ so that soon enough, it pulses faster and harder than in should even in the … Continue reading aching heart
if what they say is true…
i don’t believe that someone can just be gone. there’s a god out there who’s taken her because he couldn’t bear to be without her. i know it. i don’t believe that someone you love can just disappear from your life. because what, then is the point? i don’t believe that in a split second all your loving and all your hating can … Continue reading if what they say is true…
the undergrowth. 