Burn

Burn in your own hate. Thinking all that you do and say. Is pure…when you’re hearts not right. Shadows eating your soul at night. Burn, until daylight. But you follow the crowd. All dressed in white. They appeal to perfection. Whilst they tell their lies. Their crowd’s a hoard a broken souls. People who seem…

As the Smoke Settles

As many of you know…I thought I found man spewed happiness. But as short lived as puperty is for men (total joke) did fall the romance as well. After being accused of cheating numerous occasions, and then being physically and mentally harmed… I ended things. In a mature manner. I also acquired a wireless keyboard…