Nothing makes us as lonely as our secrets.

I feel the pull;
A swift undercurrent of thoughts.
A riptide,
A flow of sentences
Persuading me to follow.
This relentless unending loop of words,
Lacking meaning or resolve...
But there must be purpose,
There must be logic.
Am I merely reading the text backwards?
Have I started the series out of order?
I can hear it,
Words. Words. Words.
I need a mirror,
I need to see,
I need...
This,
To make
Some
Sense.

I lay lifeless,
My mind fallen prey to delusion;
My fatal flaw.
So captivated in illusion’s muse,
Consumed by this visage.
The soothing,
Languid movements,
Of this seductive Phantom.
So enrapt in his deceitful serenity!
His ethereal thoughts,
Descending upon my own
In such sonorous depravity.
My fragile mind,
Once so reverent...
Is now decaying;
A whore to his lurid captivity.
Blind to this Phantom’s disdain,
Condemned to live in this mock sanctuary.
Bade to wear this evil upon me!
This darkness… Continue

Mother;
You possess a special gift
That only a mother can have, deep within her soul
In the depths of your heart are oceans of love
Always waiting to crash over her children in waves
Uniting us with your protective care
Like a divine bond only we can share
You brought us into this world
And though our life can sometimes be imperfect,
We are protected with the knowledge that you will be there,
That you will shield us, because you feel our pain
For we are connected
When you wrap me in your endeari… Continue