Monthly Archives: February 2019

like a hug that lasts a minute and then is gone like it never existed.. and all i am is a small girl alone in a scary empty world hiding behind everything everyone else thinks is real.

if nothing ever feels like that how can anything ever feel right at all.

cant even write for fear of drunken word and loosened tongue, telling you all thats meant to be kept in chambers all my own.    

if i could crawl, into a cave; -i would. and ever remain an unknown to most, and those that knew might understand and hold a glass, or wish at night, or sing a song, or say my name; but no … Continue reading →

if freedom is just the pat pat pat of small odd feet on busy street with skinny legs and thighs that hold and rounded hips on softened core with thump thump thump of beating heart in rounded bosom with breath … Continue reading →