I can’t. I can’t touch you. If I touch you, I’ll want to hold you. And if I hold you, I’ll never want to let you go. I can’t let you go. I can’t.
It’s not the outside world I fear most; it’s the inside one, the one so near that disturbs me. Everything burns. The heart. The soul. The thoughts that can find no solace in a world drenched with blood and flame and not a cloud in the sky to rain down purifying waters so desperately needed.… Continue reading Watching
Do you know what it’s like to be different, alone? Do you know how it feels not to be seen? We’ve saved them countless times, given more of ourselves than asked, fought back from the edge of defeat. And now, we have to save them again. And all they would do if they knew who… Continue reading T…M…N…T…
From me, the reaper’s extinguished a rekindled fire, my heart gripped in his icy fingers squeezing and squeezing to the point it can’t beat with even a shade of the enthusiasm it once had, and squeezing more still until the mental picture I framed of a possible happy existence is out of my blurring head.… Continue reading DESPERecho
Addiction can be stronger than the will to survive, and it’s as if he wants me addicted to his society and their self-righteous ways. Then I’ll do whatever he wants me to do just because my addiction to what they call righteousness becomes more important than my own will, and like a drug addict that… Continue reading Choosing Ground
Not in frame of anyone’s sight Only in shadow of All Hallow’s light Lost and found in masks of fright Defined not in day nor by night The will to be, a welcome end Daily life a what not when While the why escapes the bitter bend Of transformation to descend Over head, the boastful… Continue reading Monsters@Play
Awake in her mind, she lay still while soft dreams and visions flew through and past her as soft clouds fly across the mountaintops. And where do the mountains meet the sky? How deep does she dive to her mind’s eye? Her fingertips glide across petals stretching mellow perfumes and vibrant shades over vast green… Continue reading Sleep Spell
I had a dream in which I was personally witness to the wars and massacres around the world, to the bloodstained greed and lust backing these atrocities, to the races spewing hate against hate while labeling themselves “victim,” to the injustices against women and by women, to the young men who are left affected with… Continue reading The End Of Love
When it’s time to stop and leave, it’s hard to believe there could be anything better than this. But we’ll only say goodbye until the very next time we wander into this bliss.
What frustrates people, even believers, is that God don’t put you where you wanna be but where you need to be. ‘Course, there are some times when those two match up, but the times when they don’t, that’s when you should ask, “What is it you want me to be doin’?”