in flakes untouched she stands tall and unwinding she floats she glides til man divides til man descends his hand and bends his grip so slowly his chip he claws so deep he crawls beneath the layers inside the sheets he seeks to eat to roam so deep to feast and feed no caution nor … More In flakes
And all she ever truly wanted.. was the crisp night air upon her face.. with the wind beneath her black winged feather and lace..
She sits in silence. Her stomach twists and turns beneath her. The flash of heat swims throughout her body, overwhelmingly and unforgivingly. She feels the sudden urge to rip her clothes off. To get herself away. Out of the stench, off of the sweltering atmosphere and into the cruel crisp air. So close but so … More Imagine It I will
They looked at her with such disdain, uncertainty, irreverant pain She was the one from every story object of affection, pride and glory The damnable Queen, the noble princess, Her eyes full of mystery.. never fail to impress. Looked upon with such a love and an envy She smiles.. another day left empty. Opens … More Hurt
She sits fingers shaking slightly as she pushes down upon the keyboard in a old but familiar frustration. She stopped every few minutes, seconds really to pull at her brittle fingernails delicate but freshly painted. A sparkling grey black polish tore off bit by bit decorating the ends of her laptop as she continued to … More Perspective
Addicted to the illusion, Indulged in transformation, What God would fail to grant us. Metamorphosis creation. The mystery of her eyes, deceit of every mind, Her body moves, the seagull swoons Her infection, she sang upon the silver moon. Such power stretched across the room The hour tense, she flowers into sudden bloom They gaze … More Illusion
Sunday 15th January 2018. Do you ever feel like we live in a time where dates have little meaning to us. Birthdays, Christmas, events we remember, but the actual date of something is lost to the reliability of a constant Iphone reminder, or facebook notification. I’ve always found it fascinating listening to my Grandfather talk … More Re-entering the Blogosphere : A New Year’s Resolution for a non new years resoluter
She knows they seek to help, She knows they seek to care, But there is a hatred deep inside of her, she knows they do not share, They wake with not a thought, they sleep with not a care. Their minds without obsession, of thoughts without despair. In envy she lay, in the shadows she … More she
Where did you fail to see.. all that we see. Not just of fame, not just of glory, of sweet sweet rawness and authenticity. You were beautiful. You were radiant in your words, your tune, your undeniable dark truths. I owe you. We owe you. If not a hand, at least a word or two. … More Farewell farewell sweet Chris Cornell
She shined of green and gold, her fiery red locks sat upon her shoulders heavy and strong. Was she truly as blinding as the distant sun? They watched her in a mixture of great joy and wander. The smiles, the wide eyes are taken asunder, here lies an infectious scene, as she glides, as she … More She is Ireland
She is Ireland 