the beginning

the beginning

I could not never go back to the beginning of the fall, the disgrace from heaven, the leap of faith that soon spiraled to the apex of my despair– the madness born from lies pursed on cruel lips. as my defenses lie wide open, a formidable wall crumbling at the prospect of comfort and love, [...]

Rigor Mortis

Rigor Mortis

Haunting and whimsical the drooping state of rigor mortis has stolen the nectar from my flowers; leaving the bouquet in a state of prolonging misery. The numbing bite of melancholy; a poignant reminder of my idle neglect; A mature endeavor collapsed by mutual disrespect. Like a photo I hold dear, I will cherish the times where we were [...]