Stranger

My memory will fade like sun-beaten window stickers Barely legible but somehow still in attendance Lurking, twisting, peeling Peeling back layers upon layers of skin Scar tissue from way back when I thought what I thought I could handle Panic attacks breaking glass in the back of my head And I wait, oh, how I … Continue reading Stranger

Lesser

The straight line drawn from you to me is blurred. But poor me, I have been burned. It's all in my head. Confusion, a flawed reality mocked and scorned by your delusion. Narcissism, self-deception, your downfall leaves you empty-headed. The shadows you swept me into became the place I called my own. Hone my strength, … Continue reading Lesser