breath

i woke up feeling lost

with this choking emotion
gripping through my soul
it was your voice that
i have been missing
the o2 i have been breathing

reset

can we go back to time before

when you are my tormentor
and I am your muse
when everything is simple
no gray, no heartache
just you and me
two kids on the playground
frolicking in the depth of life

guiltrips

as my head touches the floor

laying prostrate upon the all mighty
tears rolled down my cheeks
sobs wrecking through my soul
is it not right to search for happiness
wrong to live your dreams?
then why guilt is the only thing
i am not feeling right now.

soulmade

this hunger I have

the craving of the mind
it began in the soul
fusing with the sensual wants
feeding my consciousness, my essence
i am now almost perfect
was it a soul mate?
nah, those are just for the delusional.

w.r.i.t.t.i.n.g f.r.o.m t.h.e h.e.a.r.t

I have been inspired to write again recently, To properly write, from the heart, from the depth of my soul.

For the past week I've been doing a bit of it, just a few lines here and there but they are too private to share, too personal.

I'll try to get the juice flowing & maybe someday someone will be able to share them with me.

Here's to those who inspire me, you know who you are.