Sense has gone out the window. And I don’t care. I could allow myself to sit and think Poke holes in everything I see. But I don’t want to. It’s like I can’t think My thoughts have been cleaned All negative energy has been sucked out of me I have seen my memories drift from …
Fantasies
I met you in a pen Among words that dripped in tears With sentences strung together under fear In the structure of a poem I found your name And in my eyes you where made. My love and curiosity has brought us here. ... Do you remember the day you learned my name? The hour? …
Does the Past Exist? Part 2
Continue reading from Does the Past Exist? Part 1 "Normally, I would walk away from the mission completely, or get what I was looking for and just leave. Normally, I would walk away from the mess, and tell myself that I would come back tomorrow, or the next day, or never. No matter what, the …
Does the Past Exist? Part 1
Today is September 20th, 2017. What you are about to read is from May something or other, 2014. Without giving to much detail, I just want to say that 2014 was the year I began realizing that I was waking up to all that surrounds me. This is the first thing I had written in …
Letters to a Ghost #2
I am not scared to be alone. I am not holding on to a life that I don't want, because I don't want to lose what I have. I am holding on because I don't want to be wrong. If I am wrong I lose everything. I don't have my comfort and familiar place, the …