A stinging emptiness sucks the creative nectar from my soul. The silent stare from my muse plunges deep the sting into my heart and I die. Lost. Wandering.  I learn that I am compatible with my loneliness. I am akin to the echo of my own thoughts reverberating through the empty chambers of a heart. A desire for friendship mocks me. My promises–I keep. My desires– I slaughter.

Eyes down—love

A rage drowns in the whiskey of a promise—forget…forgive…forget…forgive…forget. Through the destruction of myself, I am good. Amid the honesty of myself, I am lost.

Eyes down—-loss

I don’t care if this makes no sense. Sense I understand.  Sense is not what plagues me…

Eyes down—-tears

Be happy. Smile. A new day is dawning.

Eyes down—hollow.





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