The place was set completely ablaze
There was nothing left, but her terrified gaze...
Sinking down
My lungs plead...
Wet. Fresh. Cleansing.
Deafening in sound...
Joy and mirth
came with birth...
We are ghosts in this house
I am a ghost in this house...
Too Late
I was always late...
To Feel Again
Death takes the insecurities out of the living...
There are ghosts in the telephone
She says...
2014-02-19 19:31
If I could change the past...
A rose is just a rose,
As your heart is just a heart...
Do I let go,
And let myself fall...
When I say we had our time
I didn't mean I was content with your death...