crazy, stupid hate

the death is like a knife to my lipsI beg to be taken but it runs too highthe bloodshot pools in my eyes readymy fingers grasp the edge of your throatfollow my heaving breaths to the end of timeI’m ready, I’m ready, I’m finally readybut the high is an emotional letdownand the door slams shutI’m […]

Final Rest

I think I’d like to die I think I’d welcome the cold stability Endless simplicity Tomorrow is always today Never wondering if I’ll be remembered Instead, forever forgotten Why does it take so much To have so little Just being and being gone Never back, I sleep in the black My last memory is resting […]

Child Born Of Tremor and Turmoil

  writing is my love my life the beginning and end of an always speaking wife we noticed one another while drifting away from life on the verge of exiting she stole the knife we courted on balconies piers and windows crept through by cellphone light we wed four years ago happy as could be […]