creative writing

Not your ex

Treat me like I am But I’m not. Treat me like I am I don’t care. And I won’t So I.dont And you Can Do whatever you like Say whatever you will. Fill whatever you fill Love somebody else And I will do the same. You don’t want to play this game But you do…… Continue reading Not your ex

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creative writing · poetry · thoughts

Sometimes

I will not have you Act like you did nothing But be clear About something That was never clear I will not Have you Matter to me More than I matter to you I will look at this And see it for what it is And look at you and see you for how you…… Continue reading Sometimes

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i used to write (i’m writing now)

finding the way through fears. finding myself and the freedom that comes from knowing thy self.

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A Letter to Ego

check out this post from spiritscience.net   A Letter to Ego. // Post by Spirit Science.

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the ghost of my friends

This is not a prison. This is a trap. I am the bait. ___________________________________________________________ Having balls is a good thing having raw passion is a good thing and a rare thing. To have both passion AND balls is what makes someone great. I miss the great ones I miss the lovers and the dreamers/creators I…… Continue reading the ghost of my friends

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Fire with fire

It’s okay to fall How boring would life be without the waves? All that really matters is if you are willing to ride it and how well you ride it Bukowski said it better “What matters most is how well you walk through the fire” We are both fire Burning ever-so-beautifully Into the night Into…… Continue reading Fire with fire

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creative writing · poetry

Black Velvet Sugar

BLACK VELVET SUGAR The soft moss swimming; It is the dying spirit. Desiring, I hide. Pink shore, serene breeze. The flat, upright sparkle shines. Lost moon, velvet spirit. Walk, swim. Drown With blunt leaves Wither, decline. With sharp flames Write, fade: fluttering. Purple, tender, falling, Your eyes sits in wait A mermaid arises, Declining, shining.…… Continue reading Black Velvet Sugar

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saturday morning 8am

a man crying in the alley saturday morning no one knew he  was there but me i found him trying to lose myself down that same alley way to hide away from you and the world and the knowing and feeling of how fucked i am and how fucked i make everything i love i…… Continue reading saturday morning 8am

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it’s true

Everybody needs somebody to love them no matter what.

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thoughts

Tonight

I wanted it More Than Anything Else

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