She can't be fixed, stares at the mirror
with vacant eyes and pills at the bottom...
Fourteen years you've pulled me
along in your ecstasy at being...
He extracts the lust from my bones
to paint, to convey, each reason why...
Broken hearted,
Everyday...
The soul's first kiss
is a memory so soft and sweet...
A touch of truth trickles down her cheek,
landing softly upon her trembling lips...
Do I need to breathe?
Could it be that your death has awoken me...
The stigma of your eyes
unnerves me as I fumble...
My dear mother
i have no words to say alot...
They wore satin robes, a heart protected by
intangible armor...
Remember when you laughed for the first time?
I made a silly face and tickled your belly...
I must be going crazy
in a mind filled with...