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More Than Words

I don't do this. It's really not me.   But this song.     Oh my effing one of my favourite  songs ...ever. Ever.   I hope it speaks to silent parts of you all.   ❤️   More Than Words Extreme Saying I love you Is not the words I want... Continue Reading →

How to Pause My Spirit

Cover me in blankets, please Place some pillows on my knees, Tie my feet with satin, tight Blindfold me with midnight's light. Scarves of silk should bind my lips, Looks of scorn, my fingertips (lest they wander on their own, to places warm that your hands own) On my stomach, anvil -lead Stop these lepidoptera,... Continue Reading →

Things and stuff

Tea pots often boil. Well, actually they boil if you switch on the heat, so it's not really their fault that they become scalding hot. Although their purpose is to be filled and get not hit you autocorrect monster, I meant HOT .How dare you presume to know my words before I have said... Continue Reading →

I was…but now…

  Accustomed I am to disguising the light, to hiding from truth and from destiny's sight. Used to the comfort of being alone, in mind and in thoughts I have often found home. Cloistered  behind bolted doors , windows barred, I thrived in the darkness and hearts became hard. Forgotten of self and remembered through... Continue Reading →

I blame the moon

Let's bid farewell to my mind's sweet egress, may it have a safe voyage with sanity's mess. Questionable actions, decisions that taunt, and a memory of something I quietly haunt. I wanted to speak and to freely express, this sensation of madness at life's cruel behest. And I stumbled upon, well no, I dived right... Continue Reading →


Dots connect and we deflect, all that passes goes unchecked. Years will fly and still hands raised, minds are absent, violence praised. Head is squeezed but from inside, where do memories reside? If perhaps we caught a glimpse, as blind men see the lame leg limps, the shore will drown you but the sea will... Continue Reading →

Unfinished po…

Yesterday's post has been deleted. Why am I using passive voice? I deleted yesterday's post. Shouldn't have posted it. It was a slip of the soul and I should have just plugged up the leak, and left it be. You know you can a  put raw egg into car's leaking radiator and it heats up... Continue Reading →

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