Greatness

My dearest darling, For the longest time I have kept you sheltered and kept you protected. I have hidden you in the crevices deep below the depths, beyond where even I myself dare not reach. But I have listened to the echoes within the silence, riveting from your soul and out of my hands. I [...]

Time

To you, I write this because I can articulate with my hands better than the occasional eloquence that springs from these lips of mine. Alas, I shall get straight to what I want to say. You. You entered my life unexpectedly, into my (unbeknown to me) open doors. That spark, that chemistry, that depth felt [...]

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 [...]

Arbitration

I was stuck in a room with the two of them, both of whom felt the other to be intolerable. I was summonsed to arbitrate the situation, a mediation of sorts. Why? Well...I was about to find out. When I'd first entered the room, I saw him sitting there with a sideways glare, arms folded [...]

As I Lay Dying

(Creative writing, REALLY old one from 2011. Darker writing, found it when I was going through old material.) --------- And as I lay dying, the sounds of the conspirators remind me of who I was supposed to become. It's never too late to be who you want to be, but watching the world pass by [...]

Him

"You could have anything you want, you just need to take the first step out of the front door," he had said to me, a long time ago. I never understood what this meant, but there he watched, from a distance. Waiting. He was waiting for me, and he didn't even know it. His process [...]