Until It Wasn’t

Inserting rejecting. Like already knowing the odds  Predicting the chances of one in seven billion. Here with all these flaws that just felt broken.  As if anyone could get close  Because relationships meant imperfections  But it became too much to bare  Within the confines that make you feel trapped.  The stories lines and the thingsContinue reading “Until It Wasn’t”

Death Notes

Death had been waiting by my side taking notes;  A pen and white clipboard. Wanting to ask what he had been observing;  A grin of teeth and bone. Knowing with certainty he had been laughing at me;  Taking life so seriously.  Just there in silence and somehow that was comforting; Knowing this existence would notContinue reading “Death Notes”