Tag: Control

Lies I Tell Myself (and Sometimes Others)

It’s okay that you don’t love me. I’m not hurting. It doesn’t bother me that you don’t read what I write. Sliding razor blades across my skin helps me feel (better). Stopping helps me feel (better). I’m happy. I’m getting used to us being… Continue Reading “Lies I Tell Myself (and Sometimes Others)”

Red White and Blues

would have been, in days past, that the arguments and pain and hurtful words would have thrown me into a spiral. envisioning red ribbons across pale flesh and splashes of life (precious) dripping onto bathroom tiles. forget the sharp blade, I’d reach for the… Continue Reading “Red White and Blues”

Say What You Will

you see what you wantyou say I’m a star, blue and distantmaybe you’re not entirely wrongI may be distantbut the cold shoulder isn’t without reasonthe closer I draw inyour gravity, as such, is a magnetI’m drowningor at leastI would beif not for the cold… Continue Reading “Say What You Will”

Notes from a Dying Woman

Tossed and turningI am worn out, wrung outLike a dirty dishrag done its workThe beauty of youth, fadedThe wisdom of time, unreachableA tear on the cheek, wastedReplaced by liars and outward appearances Love whispered from the corner of lipsAt convenient moments in the darkLove… Continue Reading “Notes from a Dying Woman”

Time To Remember

sitting in a grungy diner having a bit of gossip with a friend the bells on the door jingle a dark stranger walks through the door wearing all black and a trimmed goatee and carefully styled hair he looks right at me I barely… Continue Reading “Time To Remember”

Of Octopii, Death and Madness REBLOG

There are places In the deep dark sea Where you can find thousands of female octopii Brooding, Fiercely defending their precious eggs. If dinner doesn’t happen by for any particular female, She won’t eat. Days will pass with no sustenance; She starts to go… Continue Reading “Of Octopii, Death and Madness REBLOG”

Know Your Place

put your toes to the line know your place you aren’t worth a bar of silver your identity: you have none here, we paint your face clown-face, so sad, so happy chalk line on the pavement follow the red tape that direction you think… Continue Reading “Know Your Place”

The Thin Veil

At the edge of tomorrow, there stood a moment, stretched out before me, the veil between this life and the beyond spread thin. A separation of body and spirit. I wrestled. On the one hand, peace and rest. On the other, small hands and… Continue Reading “The Thin Veil”

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