I’m so damn angry, at the way things have turned out, at the poison that just came out of my mouth. At the words that just flew could I tell you they had a mind of their own? I can’t because you’re positive I’m made of stone. That everything...
I set aside a time to rage In blue on my calendar I said I would feel bad for thirty minutes and go on with life right after I said I would run faster And the noise would die down My feet against the pavement The ruin of solid ground. Compartmentalize and detract put...
It is seven in the morning, and everything is falling apart. She sits at the glass table and examines her feet through the floor, coffee cup in hand, slowly circling the remnants of the morning through her mind as they swill before her back and forth. Her hands don’t...
She looks out the window to cold hard skies that scrape the ceiling of the world and fade into the early morning. The fog has dusted over and everything seems shrouded in a wetness that chills you to the bone but when she sticks her hand out to feel the rain there is...
Maybe there was a point once upon a time Maybe we could have had our own story But there was a moment Where we sort of just took this other road Turned this weird and random direction And Even if we ever got back to the tracks There would still be Mud On our shoes. ...
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