A Crush Innocently Hidden and Branded Untouchable

  She liked him but couldn’t muster the courage to admit her feelings of him Especially not to ‘the other’ whose heart smiled at the mention of his name It started as an innocent hidden crush expressed to not a soul but her diary One which found comfort within other secrets she entrusted within the pages of the book…

A Fated Union with Deception

  Almost felt for deception’s seduction Tempted by a love which threatened to betray her being And expose a part she hid so carefully from a ‘dear one’ But in her craving of ‘it’, she was more than willing to be seduced For seduction’s craws and greed were perfect for her momentary insanity Her inability to feel guilt was her necessary sweet escape from conscience…

As I Hope for my Dream’s Arrival

  The day brings hope but it’s chased by a dreadful lonely darkness I wonder what I am doing wrong, how I should approach without coming across as desperate I try to show interest but that ends up in the realms of nothingness Was I never meant to have that or am I doing something…

Rage Out

I remember the days I used to care, so much for you, her, him, them, us. Throwing my heart out for the sake of keeping yours safe. What a waste. These days I can’t recall how it was like to feel, to grasp emotions like I should. Where’s my heart at? Which dumpster should I…

Girls Like You

“Girls like you won’t find love,” My friend of many years once said, “Most men want their women quieter, Not dominant and more submissive.” He avoided my eyes, my very Deeply hurt, and angry eyes. Today I reflect back on that night, And realize it had been simply a relief. “Girls like you” will fight back, Will…

Muse

I see his face, and I wonder, “Is he my muse?” I hear her voice, and I think, “She could be my muse.” My affection is reflected in ink, But my heart questions it.   I face the mirror and I ask, “What do you pour with your ink? Is it love? Or is it…