My heart bleeds bloodas my pen bleeds ink. My heart's the epicenter of my bodyas my pen's the instrument of my soul. Together, blood and ink coexist, a heart and soul mourn together, and my soul I realize, possesses handsto grasp my...

If given the choice between terminal cancer or immortalality, I would choose cancer everytime. Imagine waking up every day for ever and having to make the bed,do the washing,get the groceries,tend to family,go to work....sounds like hell to me. I'll take...

somber notes play in my headlulling me into my dark placefitful desire to be numbmy heart feels too muchaching rebellion I dull the painbut the hurt it shinesbright with hints of redmakes my thoughts turn blackthe world of the...

subtle sin, blushing slightlya hint of the trouble I amMy scent lingers in the airsex mixed with lavendera heady aphrodisiac tantalizing your sensesIt angers you, and you respondWith strong words, you curse my femininity I’m too soft until I’m notgentle dreamer...