living in my mirror, is a different version of me
today’s fellow, who does not quit measure up to...
There comes a time in
every humans life where...
How do I say goodbye to the eyes of beauty?
To touch a person's life...
Did you ever question
The labels that they give...
The last time I lay my eyes on you,
your right fist was carving bruises...
New beginnings are
Exceptionally...
A blackened tongue
a wisp of smoke...
I forced my pen to ink those words
That seemed unwilling to appear...
I see how fate
molds into...
In ten years, I hope to know
where my dreams come from...
Curiosity
chased a feather towards a...
There's too much aching and breaking in this world
too many of us are made of porcelain and glass...