Find Some Other…

You were never this way, you say I made you this way It is me who is responsible for your words, your rage But you are a good person You love and respect women And now that you are done with me You’ll just find some other “Bitch” you say Some other Bitch you say  

Walking on Water

I've been doing this thing as soon as I wake up in the morning. I'll watch my thoughts as they come and go. I don't act on them, I don't judge them. I just watch the show. Occasionally, there is a space between the thoughts. An interruption in the stream. And sometimes I have visions... Continue Reading →

Scars Meridian

Scars. Who am i? If beauty is skin deep? You can read my palms say that i'm strong. But read up my sleeves, "You're weak." No Reach me robeless, When you breach these cotton sheets, Breaking down my walls. affirming my all, En ergizing the call ing to be who we're craving To be. But... Continue Reading →

Roots

Every morning at first light he greets her. Every night she is the last thing he sees below the glow of the moon. Together they weather every storm. Their branches do not touch but beneath the surface their roots have become entwined with time. No matter how much they grow in either direction, the depth... Continue Reading →

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