Intentionally Untitled

M. I write to you from the bottom of this empty pit you used to call a heart. You had a heart once, remember? Back in the day, when you always had someone to love. When you had everything to give and nothing to lose. When you truly believed in the kindness of humanity and [...]

Do You Remember?

Do you remember, m'dear Back when you had everything to confront yet nothing to fear Everything to give and nothing to lose Everything decided and nothing to choose?  Do you remember when you looked up at the buildings? The skyscrapers? Do you remember when you tried to do it alone? You dug and dug more [...]

Obsession

"The person who wrote this Permitted me to post it But only on the premise That I keep the name anonymous" Letter To A Lover I’m writing this knowing that you probably won’t read it, and even if you did, you sure as hell won’t bring it up, so win-win for me. I get it [...]

The End Is Only The Beginning

You left in haste Without a trace Which probably explains why It's taken a while To learn to love again To learn to be a friend To learn to value you To learn to embrace the new You were wonderful, Skye, yes you were For the longest time you were my only world The only [...]

It

It can be the most beautiful spectrum of life, the most colourful aspect of every silhouette. It can be the most devastating pain, the most stabbing of truths unraveled at the speed of light. It can be the most thrilling ride, filled with highs and lows, ups and downs, resets and continuation. It can be [...]

Think About It

He was a trendsetter. He wrote about himself, and they all wrote about him. So he wrote about her, and they all wrote about her. Then he wrote about them, and they all left. None the readier.     MG   21.2.17

Don’t Look Away

(Creative writing: May 2009 - when it all began) Perhaps there was nothing wrong with her to begin with, and she was just as normal as everyone else. But maybe it was her honesty that landed her where she was nowβ€”a rut. All that she once represented, all that she once was, the person she [...]