Dirty Little Secret

There is a river of bad blood between us it runs deep, it runs, cold, it runs fast.. you just expect to swim across unscathed to ascend the shores innocent and clean. I hope you drown.

Careful, Dear

What is going on in my crazy, cluttered mind? Have I gone insane, sighing at his name? You are not a child. This is not a game. This is your Life here. If you lose it, who's to blame? Stay where its safe Walk proudly with your pain. Stop listening to yourself before you crawl … Continue reading Careful, Dear