i saw horrible things, my dear horribly wasted innocent babies your stomach would turn eyes would bleed and hearts would swell we live in a beautiful world choose your glances carefully shrivelled grass and skin blow in the wind like torn pages life is but a dream, they say tortured by ... Read more about can you see
If I was a goose, would I start out as the ugly duckling? Probably. Why is it that people always pretend to have a good life to save face? Is it really so bad to be one of the billions who lives a life of stress, loneliness, insecurity, and fear? Why hide it? What's the worst that could happen if ... Read more about Random Entries are the Coolest
Some day your voice will mature, having lived many more years. Having shed many more tears. You will know more about yourself. You will have earned the right to have something to say. When the days of testosterone madness and crazed manic proclamations have evaporated. Perhaps a small book ... Read more about On Maturation
i wish i could spoil you. cook you simple meals as best i can. see your teary smile as i propose cry my own tears as you hold our firstborn. i wait and anticipate the day you'll be mine. every happy couple, every loving mother, every expression of love reminds me of you... of my hope for you. it is ... Read more about waiting. wishing. hoping.
if the end is the beginning why am i strewn out across your open palms? why am i lost in your sea? you capture me, and i am lost forever. i run to and fro, only to find the time has been wasted and kept us apart. don't ask why. don't ever wonder again. the opened eye tells all. we were meant to be ... Read more about the end’s beginning