Category: My Writing


There are two types of junkies seeking a high The 2am junkies looking for the next thrill on the white horse The 5am junkies looking for the next rush behind the iron […]


rising tide waning moon falling tide waxing moon ebbs and flows my vibrational energy grows amplified by the magnitude of the lunar moon planets spin in my spiritual plan before sliding out […]

the space between

the space between

the space between living and dying is it painted in rainbows filled with untaken breaths is it painted in white empty canvases to be filled is it painted black filled with nothingness […]



disillusioned broken shattered into pieces bleeding eviscerated mind is a cyclone of thoughts lashing out shredding fragments of the heart numb is the soul hiding in fear tear out my hair bury […]