I imagine love being a blazing inferno
The brave are sure of the other side and jump...
I write because I fear to breath,
To touch, to have you...
The clouds hovered through the sun
Creating strobe lights on the sidewalk...
Hands down, hiding in pockets
They're shaking from the news...
Make me your suicide queen
With gold encrusted stakes, in her wrists...
"Do not give in to the eyes of youth"
Once had been the warning...
Dear Sanity,
This isn't my loyalty; it's a fetish for disaster...
-It is what you make it.
I once flew high...
-I haven't written in a long time but Anne Sexton...
In my infinite boredom...
I've been trampled to death by roses
At the bottom of the sea...
"If only, if only
You werent so lonley,"...
I miss you like the desert misses the rain
like I never had you anyway...