euphoria

slipping in and out of an altered consciousnesslaced in the memories of youbut finally, I’ve come to the realization that the idea of you has always eluded the reality ~

untitled

feelings of confusion and delusionthough slightly seductive and familiara jaded memory and a hazy perception dreamt together as the perfect illusion

silky

drops of blood from my thorny fingersonto our white satin sheetsi was plucking roses from the garden for you as you lay asleep light streaks from the sun peaking through every single raindrop sweet mint tea lingers on your lipsas i map out the details of your face, of your existenceand recollect the good, the …

lone wolf

it is dark outsideI am dark insidethere is a chill in the air and it isn’t from the weatherit lives in the emptiness of this day of this yearof this lifeat the edge of redemptionI see the light that will come in the morning

pretty girl

pretty girl in a room full of peopleengaging in forced smiles and meaningless conversationsshe escapes awaya few moments of solitudeenough for a quick smoke break"peace" she thinks, for a second anywayyou make your way and ask for a lightshe obeysyou take this as an invitation to engagea few drags later,you’ve got the head high that …

the wild hunt

The Wild Huntress finds her prey the same way you find yours Through charming tales and seductive gazes She wanders day and night never blinking an eye Through giant sequoias And muddy puddles She's searching for nourishment Walking barefoot, embracing her scars and calluses She'd rather be one with Mother Nature than have pretty pedicured …

violet

The feelings that you gave me Will always remain My intimate sanctuary My blue flame This wasn't meant to last forever Now you know But, are you feeling lucky tonight? And are you able... To give yourself to me In all the ways that I want? To nourish me With your nutrients From the vessels …

internal thoughts

Emerald green velvet dreams Pressure is building I'm suffocating My physical being feels nothing My mental state is imploding What's real anyway? Two more flights of stairs Rusty red brick walls accented with gold as my hand glides further up the glossy black banister Almost there What do I even want? What fulfills my soul... …