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

The Two Women and Me

I love you...I loved you Not really sure what I feel The damage never registered, Never getting the chance to heal. But you are both in my mind, as I lazily retrace steps down memory lines, and I know the truth, deep and cruel. With you I was laying by unjust rules, With you I … Continue reading The Two Women and Me