My Ugly Notebook

This is where I scribble my fascinations. I go to it when I’m terrified, and when I need to confess my truest desires. It rescues me when I fall, yet plunges me into lucid hazes I so fondly wish to not wake up from. It holds onto my hand while coaxing me to look into … More My Ugly Notebook

Fire and Blood

The moon is forming. Arising from the east, “if you stare hard enough”, brother says, “you’ll blossom into a princess”. He says, into anything I desire. Tears trickle unrestrained, down down down to the angle of her lips. She wipes it away, so he inquires, “why are you so sad?” and she replies “I don’t … More Fire and Blood

Amphetamine City

The tires of the bus screech loudly as it rolls to a stop. I awake from my deep slumber, rubbing my eyes… I blink, staring through the window, but the streetlights only reflects back a dimly lit park in the dark night.I tilted my head up to view the digital clock above the passageway, 00.10 … More Amphetamine City

Zenitude

That one over there, She doesn’t really talk much you know; just┬ásits there, scribbling into that ugly notebook pretending to read meaning into the life’s essence. There has to be a reason; probably not a good one. The sun rays splash across my face, beating me with heat as I lay in my hammock, a┬ásmile … More Zenitude

Beneath Your Skin

Hi there, I’ve thought about it I’m interested in you Not that you everyone sees with their eyes Honestly, that’s boring So what is it you think I’m interested in knowing? First off, I want to know if you’re lactose intolerant or have got any malabsorption syndromes I want to know your blood group.Your hematocrit.The … More Beneath Your Skin

Wild Card

You just chose the wild card.You are an expressionist.You are considered part of a modern generation; generation omega. You’d cast your cares away and listen solely to your wild heart. Money is of more virtue to you than discipline.You crave freedom as you cannot survive being confined, Freedom is what unites you to your ego. … More Wild Card