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Bowie Eyes

Bowie eyes wrapped in sin smile dripping with manic evil heart created out of stone soul that enveloped me like a black hole when I met you, a black star tourniquet with a cold dead Manson stare pulling me in within a simple glare heart shattered body lifeless head in pieces gasping for breath lying…

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In the Void

Lost. Not lost in day dreams. Lost in reality. Not depressed. Not sad. Not happy. Not joyful. Just. In the void. Living Not in the moment. Inhaling Not feeling the air. Exhaling Nothing more. Not living at all. Just. In the void. When does the bloodletting begin? When do I feel again. Purge the tears. Escape the fears.…

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April Haikus

Whether good or bad, observation or feeling, I am still enjoying the challenge of writing “western haikus” every day. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. April 30 sunrises and sunsets the sun and the moon saying hello and goodbye April 29…

Meant To

‪eyes that sparkled like stars‬ a fire within that kept him warm in the darkness ‪with ‬a mind of anxiety a sadness that broke his heart never was I meant to discover the hidden treasures within his soul as they weren’t meant to be shared with me and perhaps with no one my heart dare…

Full Moon Feelings

I feel the full moon pull Longing for you Aches of the heart Muscles that no longer feel I feel the moon in my bones It tugs at my soul Crushes my spirit Leaves me full of holes I feel the full moon pull Deep inside my soul Anger and heartache Tears and laughter Ends…

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March Haikus

Three months strong for three little lines! As I’ve said before they’re part of my morning routine now and enjoy this writing exercise. I’m proud of them all, even the bad ones. You can follow them daily on Twitter. If you missed them or if you’re not on Twitter, you can read them below. March 31 Always falling stumbling breathing…

A Ghost in the Raindrop

A Ghost in the Raindrop A ghost in the raindrop Lives within clear walls Unseen by all but only seen when it falls A ghost in the raindrop Tears down wicked walls Unheard at all but only heard when it hits on tin A ghost in the raindrop Collects in the cracks of walls Unfelt by all but…