Dogfish


Your words captivate me and suck my soul. I get lost in your stories. You make me smile, laugh, cry, scream from within and lust for you all the while. We talk for hours on the phone and nothing else matters but you and me. I touch myself as you tell me a bedtime story. I kiss the pillow as I drift off. Will you ever come home? I want you in my arms. Holding on tight, we are safe. It’s only us.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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