Spare me the apathy. Get on a boat and follow me deep down, deeper and deeper until we find waters of the Underworld.

Yet another late forgotten night. Not a November one, but the emptiness persists...

this is not an excuse not even an attempt

There’s this first step. A little thing that will set other things in motion. My brain already is, the billion possibilities....

Cigarettes burned our time and I smiled when you drove that long knife through my chest. It didn't hurt all that much, yet I pretended to be

The infamous Epic Sax Guy tune blaring out at full volume stirred her awake. Wondering why she had chosen such an obnoxious melody...

I know you don’t care but I just want to talk. I know none of this matters to you but it wouldn’t hurt to listen. I know I am not worth it.

Let your guards down, we are here to shoot each other freely with our creativity. Harmless to the body yet the most dangerous to the mind.

I read your words like a book composed of puzzles. Trying to solve them, I add pieces of myself to make it all complete.

here are a billion different things I want to talk about. Countless emotions I'd like to explore my way through and be done with, but I'm ch

[Warning: Reader discretion is advised. The following content may not be suitable for sensitive readers. The theme of this entry is pain....

Another time. Another smile. Another trial. Another chance to inspire but deep down I know it will eventually backfire on me. As always.

The night crept onto the evening sky slowly, the last rays of sunshine fading into black, stars blinking awake...

The dawn is breaking. You tell me to look at the magnificence of it; how wondrous it is and how incredible the lights are.

You know how they say some words are not meant to be said? But what about the words that you can not utter no matter how much you try?