Forgotten Project #9: Insomniatic

Word is that some words don't exist. Maybe, it's possible....or maybe I'm simply losing it. All that I am, all that can be fighting between drug-fueled dreams, and hectic realities. Tell me, my dear, what is the time the white rabbit has gone, and I haven't had the guts to follow since I last read … Continue reading Forgotten Project #9: Insomniatic


Facebook Short Poetry Series #5

we shifted the scene to fit our benefit, and left the losing to the rest of them forget all you knew, knowing was sold to the highest bidder to bitter to show honestly outside of their eyes. dreamed moments of living a life before the dying gets done, we survive because fighting for life is … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #5