His taunts are like blows that push me further downhill on the road to perdition
Poems
Meet Me in the Tallest Building Halfway Between Us
And thus would begin a ritual of yearly visits to the tallest building halfway between us
Where do I go from here?
Where do I go from here?
Can I ever be the same?
My heart seeks for answers.
Thieves and Smiles
It was a month of two thieves.Humans and death paid me a special visit.In the end, I shed those tears for reasons my brain couldn’t process. All I…
Dealing with loss
Everyone has experienced loss at some point in their lives; the death of a loved one or pet, or just being out of contact with someone you care…
Just do it
You might have some goals you have been putting off for ages. Or a new thing you have been meaning to try, but never gave yourself the freedom…