September 2016

Stone Cold.

The sadness that washes over me is one I’ve never known.

Staring into an abyss I’ve never felt more alone.

I brought this upon myself,  this is a pain I chose.

Yet, when faced with its reality, I just stood there,  I froze.

My love for you runs through my blood and veins.

And its left its mark on my pillowcase as tear drop stains.


Blue Days.

An idle mind is the devil’s workshop, couldn’t be more justified.

As she sat staring at the sky,remembering his blue eyes.

Just when she was so close to moving on,  she reeled herself back into the devil’s den.

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