The Wronged Man (poem)

You play with love like it’s fire,as if it doesn’t burn you from the inside out.But it does burn.And you cry in the ashesas if you didn’t light every match.You take, break, misshape hearts like clay,then beg us all to stay,while we stay warmand you turn cold,searching for something new to hold.Not someone.Some thing.Until boredom … Continue reading The Wronged Man (poem) →

The Fear (poem)

Lock upon the bathroom door Crashing, screaming from behind Locked in fear upon the floor Message sent to no reply 2am, belongings gathered Right beside of your front door Venom spat into my face Get the fuck out, I want no more Petrified from rage ignited A part of you, you hide so well Beautiful … Continue reading The Fear (poem) →

Kiss With A Fist

Lana Del Ray sings 'you hit me and it felt like a kiss' So why, when his fist hit my gut did it not feel beautiful? Florence and the Machine talk about a kiss with a fist being better than none... So why, when his hand connected with my face did it not feel like … Continue reading Kiss With A Fist →