1:11am nostalgia

“It’s an ordeal.” he replies when questioned about the scars he wears. He would love to share how he got them, but he hates to dwell on it too much. For the briefest moment his eyes flash back and forth and his lips slowly separate as he remembers. Then he snaps back...

inspired

When I think about my inspirations I always think about who has the best words. Take my father for instance. When I was young, my father and I barely ever spoke to each other. On the way to school, picking me up from someone’s house, going on walks, or at the dinner...

fever dreams

It started as a dream. A slow waltz in the midnight air. Illuminated by a full moon and the glimmer in her eyes. I was lost in her light. A smile of stars in the sky. Kissed by the chill of winter’s frost. Heated by passion’s flame inside. Oh what a dream it was. To...

forever ago

I’ve hit this point now where I realize I am not being known again It’s hard because I don’t want to be known by those around me However there is that familiar aching in my chest when I exhale And with each breath I think of the names of those I want to know me So...

blizzard

There is a blizzard outside I can see it through these walls of windows.There is a blizzard outside I can hear it making the foundation creak.There is a blizzard outside I can feel the cold creeping on the fireplace.There is a blizzard outside I can smell the air that...

for the person sitting next to me

It is nice to be alive. And it is interesting that being alive at the same time as you is probably all we share in common. Or at least that’s all I’ll ever know about you. As for me, no that’s probably the only thing. Just alive and here in this moment is enough...