I don’t feel a single thing. Have the pills done too much? Haven’t caught up with my friends in weeks. And now we’re out of touch.
My heart is heavy, thoughts running crazy. My vision is blurred, this is so absurd. My hearts been closed for so many years.
Don’t look at me, don’t talk to me, don’t know me, don’t try me. Don’t act like you care, don’t try to be there. Don’t give me that look.
She leans in and kisses his lips, it’s the last time she’ll see him like this. So strong and brave to the grave, it’s the last time she’ll see him this way
My comrades and I place explosives around a massive cave and blow it open. There is nothing but darkness in front of our faces…
I wrote the below article in May 2012, and it is interesting to go back and read it 11 years later and see how my views have changed now that I’m older.
Her life gets rocked one day in June. Everything she knows turns to gloom. The past is gone, the present a cloud. What the hell does she do now?
His huge brown eyes swelled as the tears of stress, fear and turmoil boiled to his soul. Gary picked up a pen and tablet and began to write.
Backstabbing bitches that smile to your face, spend each day talking about their faith. Playing games with your mind, pretending relationships are so devine.
I woke up today thinking of you, the words you say, the things you do. Your eyes call to me like stars in the sky, your lips so perfect…
The dark, the unknown. Tomorrow, next week. Next year, I fear. Your anger, your pain. The day you leave. Your tears, I fear. My choices, my path.
A heart content, solid as gold. Thumps and beats, each year grows old. Filled with love, honor and lust. Human nature, life is such.