Nights like these remind me how lonely I am;
bunchful of friends around me...
Call me a good girl
So I may revel in my eager subservience...
my words are a tomb
I bury myself in...
The lanes all draw to the same end,
we know how paths work...
I would love to wake up and not question who I am.
To not have to roll over in bed, clutching my...
Memories of winters past flow through the windows...
Of angels crafted in the snow and kisses of the...
It was 31st August,Two Thousand Fourteen
I was on a Quest, to get answers I was keen...
The reason that we keep on going
is that we are not going anywhere...
Life is a case of water colours
wet and suggestive...
This moment that past
is the best of what could be...
All my innocence
couldn't wow a wolf out of...
We all have an Ego, it is there in our head
It will go along with us till we are dead...