I was never the one to fall in line Never belonged to the status quo rhyme. Found that friends turned on you when you thought everything was fine, The cold shoulder is an old friend of mine. Ah memories of those fond times, where the young pretended to be older and their treatment a deserving … Continue reading Cold Shoulder’s Sin
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When I Was Young
When I was Young When I was young I learned of two roads in a wood I did not believe to be yellow, for it was a coward's color, made of caution and weariness. But I was put before the roads, and made to choose. Until I plowed forward, creating a third. When I was … Continue reading When I Was Young
And We All Fall Down
images flicker across screens held tightly shut, pulsing roars in ears that swear they heard whimpers. It's too late, in every scene, flashing memories of what never happened she always had that planned. It would be raining angrily from cheeks that were pale from realizing, they never meant a thing. It's a dangerous reality these … Continue reading And We All Fall Down