I wish you could understand.There are not enough wordsNor are there emotions to explain it Or maybe I don't wish you couldInnocence is bliss, so they say Maybe, I'm tired of explaining and justifyingOf listening to people preach to me about lossAs though I know nothing of grief Maybe, I'm tired of being lonely day... Continue Reading →

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Land Mines Masquerading as Wildflowers

It's a consequential downfall To being open-hearted Passion in the field of war Makes pitfalls prominent It's no tiptoe through the land mines Masquerading as wildflowers At times it's more about maintaining silence Rather than slicing Gordian Knot Enter the fool and dance like hell But hell is no place for angels Feathers smolder like... Continue Reading →

Lately I feel like I've become a burden No matter how often I get told I hear people talking and still - I'm not that difficult to be around self centred enough to want to talk about me for a change maybe how my day is or how’s the weather I feel like I've been... Continue Reading →

- Dedicated to all my sisters who know they damned well feel the same way and especially for those won't admit it - DISCLAI ♥ If I had a penis for just one day:   In the spirit of truthfulness...I'd think with it at least twice   and spend the early morning in bed alone... Continue Reading →

I'm drunk and I'm pissed off about it. I also don't care so I don't know where that leaves us, except with me wishing there was more fucking tequila and sort of regretting smashing the shit out of my filter in self-defence and solidarity ... mostly due to alcohol. Yeah so the hell what if... Continue Reading →

Who am I? It depends,  I suppose,  in which context you ask as to my answers,  but, in general: I am a human female, but resent the human part. It's an unnecessary affirmation that pokes at a sore spot, frankly. I still have most of my original parts, though my requests for harvesting certain organs... Continue Reading →

You keep saying that I don't talk nor do I express myself,  well ask yourself why that could be let's see you utilise that brain for more than sexual function or romantic fantasy ask yourself again why I don't scream from rooftops from soul balconies what's locked inside of me; the way I love or hate... Continue Reading →

Watching this election from my post has me concerned on so many levels. It's like watching a bad beauty pageant through a slot in the panic room door, and wondering which of the candidates is going to trip and explode. Bad whether the enforced steel doors are strong enough to withstand the blast. Someone likened... Continue Reading →

A thought: In my opinion The work we do as independent artists of all types is a labour of love and not easy work at times.  We do our level best to put out a decent product,  given our own resource availability. It isn't always simple or smooth. So when someone picks apart another's work, as... Continue Reading →

I talk, for once, about my feelings and you get angry, or tune me out Or just flat out ignore But hey, you love me right? I can sit for hours and listen to This and that about who and what About everything under the sun Until I start to discuss matters of Importance. Somehow... Continue Reading →

Reasons why I am not allowed out:  This is from a real convo, between two people that love and respect each other. One of us is a might more on the religious side...  This is me... "But again how do we know that Jesus was perfect? He was human, and there is historical evidence to... Continue Reading →

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