Remember when:

You decided to
Greet my vulnerability
With animosity
Fueled by actions
I had never taken part in?

I sure as hell do


Broken is not pain
For pain does not
Touch me in pieces

It swallows me
At once and it is
Lacking depth and reason

Letters To Him #4

The nights don’t hurt me anymore, even when your pain feels so lovely. A gravitational pull towards the inevitable, the moon crushes my chest in an effort to make space for your heart.

One of these nights I will hold myself and all of the versions of me I have ever left behind. I will pull on the hands of those who beg to touch, even if pleasure falls through the cracks in my fist.

Hide & Seek

I tried to show you how
There’s no need to be afraid
To join me in the light
To stop hiding in the shade
However I found out
Why you lurk in all that’s dark
You wouldn’t let me see
The evil swirling in your heart