she’s like a lifeless doll, blank stare, who’s there? the world passes her by, she holds on to the little hope that she has left, one little move and she’s found out, she swears she’s not a victim, but her cuts are not just skin deep she swears she’s not a victim, but she’s always…… Continue reading Marlene’s Dream
Les Cœurs Sauvages.
Les Cœurs Sauvages. Wild heart, carefree,Just because I wore a little makeup, She really let herself go,Just because I wore a skirt a little bit above my knees, She’s lazy,Just because I didn’t feel like cooking dinner tonight, She’s doing entirely too much,Just because I spoke up for myself, She’s not like she used to…… Continue reading Les Cœurs Sauvages.
Out in the fields where the grass is green, Out in the open, where you can smell the wind and feel it’s taste. And the sounds of the birds chirping is music to the ears. Nothing flashy nor fancy, Only a simple life. No crave for attention, No craze for perfection, Just a sense of…… Continue reading Simple Life
Only you have the power to save yourself, from a perverse world; the lions den. Only you have the right to write your story, from the horse’s own mouth; how does the grass taste? Only you have the power to change the narrative, from the mundane ideologies; start already. Only you can, not your parents,…… Continue reading Only You
Her eyes were a light shade of blue, Her lips always quivered into a grin, But when she smiled, the world stood still, Revolving around her, Her aura was riveting, And from afar her presence could be felt, She had a quiet strength about her, And yet the silence screamed so loud, She was alone…… Continue reading Belleza
While I Wait
While I wait,For whenever that is, For when that time comes,And you come along,Finally!I’d be finding myself,Learning who I am and what I am destined to be.I’d be finding my happiness.I’d be living my best life doing those things I love.While I wait,I am not going to sit outside looking out to the fields for…… Continue reading While I Wait
The rhythm of the windThe sound of the heart beating The movement of the leaves The birds chirping.The butterflies in my belly,The nausea, the thick choke on my chest, that feeling, like you just swallowed a rock.The music is in my head,The lyrics are on my lips The tune my feet remember The beat my…… Continue reading In Tune
At One Point in History
do you remember when I told you the story of a little boy, a little boy whose tears mattered only at birth, the beginning of his life and the end of another’s, or maybe even his own, everything in between was like a fog so thick, that only the brave and willing would fight through…… Continue reading At One Point in History
Ad Infinitumno one can hold a candle to your fire, a knife to your sword, your whisper is like an earthquake in the depth of high seas, on land it is like a horrifying mudslide, at the sound of your voice beings quiver, none can question your might, none can question your power, none can…… Continue reading Ad Infinitum
I went to bed hoping that she didn’t see the things that I did to myself. But I know she did. I know she did. She watched me ever so intently from the corner of her eye, When I stood in the mirror and we made eye contact, she looked away, For the brief moment…… Continue reading Self-Inflicted