pretty thornsYou spoke of love…then left.
breaking the futurein time, nothing could be denied
Six word stories: -fork-Two paths...one choice...wrong one.
-particulate journey-surrounded by giants, ignored by all
never thereyou turned corners from my sight
-candy razor-with cryptic words and subtle phraseswe sculpt a world so free of edgesliving masks that shift in placeand wicked teeth seeking weakness our senses dulled by self-indulgenceand blinded by our own reflectionswhen words cut us to the marrowwe may not notice we are now dyingthe truth is worse...we never lived
-echo-brilliant light, the death of stars, long since dead,dragging darkness behind themmerely illusions, no substance to kissI have no form …less than hollowNo stillness within meNo answers to giveNo songs made of laughterNo treasures unclaimedWhat faith now remains?Look to other facesMy time never wasA whisper, a vapor
-invisible knots-you left me in quiet tangles
-quiet tangles-diaphanous wreckagean untidy corner...fitting the room
Airhead (Oxymoron)Empty-headed.But so full of himself.
Under the BedDear Monster,Dust Bunnies miss you!
TwilightOur tears became stars, then stories.
The Sweet ProximityYour smile cuts me. Every time.
2.Play with heartstrings enough... they'll snap.
Just leaveSaying final goodbyes.Two hours pass.
PitfallI really messed up...where's "reset"?
UntitledFlame and ash!-............We can't forget.
RuskaLove lasts even if bodies wither.
Bright lightsThe brighter lightsmean darker shadows
Last WordsLast words are wonderful first impressions.
So Many"I know your secret.""Which one?"
RainFeeling the rain, clearing my mind.
InvitationBe mine. Let's change everything together.
Mother"I hate you" - her daily speech.
scratchYou hid the scar very well.