Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I don’t know why I drink. For the way it makes me feel I guess – like so maybe the bad things don’t feel like they are all my fault. So that if I hurt you, I will remember it fuzzy-like. Like maybe you had asked for it; or perhaps Read more
We frozen women bury our cold dead in the night shivering and alone, the wolf howls above us, we cry in solitude and our tears turn to snow. But what if we turned on a lantern? What if we saw in the distance a flash of a skirt, a glint Read more
Tossed and turned vehemently again. Apathetic and stoic you show no signs of a struggle. Our what feeds our why halted only by our when. At the scene of our crime remains unsolved our puzzle. Your guilty feet leave no new prints behind. I hate that, yet again you’ve overpowered Read more
Anorexia She’s there when no-one else is She’s my late night conversations when I’m too hungry to sleep She’s keeping me calm as I lose control of my world She’s protecting me from everyone My best friend Photo Credit: AK Rockefeller Flickr via Compfight cc
Within a country once so proud, respect and morals have fallen to the ground. Wayward children runaround, their lack of respect the new age playground. Once upon a time, sounds like the beginning of a children’s nursery rhyme, so I will spare you of your time, to forget again no Read more
Crack. Like a cobra she rapid-fire attacks. Tongue flicking never losing sight of her victim. No matter the attack may not be justified. She stands by her own moral code. Leaving mystified victims paralyzed by her venom. And wondering why. She crawls alone back into her den wondering why the Read more
Time, a robber disguised, rubbed the edges of her tenet, eroding the pillars of confidence that she adhered to, ones that she constantly held- against daily attacks on her spirit. She is naked while dreaming. She is naked, living in a land of ‘It never was this way before’ She Read more
so there they are now, floating vexation on curled ribbon, meant to brighten on any occasion only to darken every mother’s despotism. balloons. fuck the balloons. either they sink too soon or never do. terrible humans, who are you who first flew bags with air? I’d like to shove these Read more