Dead end


I don’t know if I miss you

I think I do

I just want to see your eyes

I want to see forgiveness

I know you will not speak

You deny me of closure

You deny an ever us

I confess I am not what you want, but then again you hide

You envy my darkness

I envy your light

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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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