Unconditionally Falls Short Tonight.

Unconditionally falls short tonight, tempting disgust back through the door with rushing water polluted from resentment that floods over the threshold of where I once kept it at bay, giving you try after try. But I never had a chance to unleash it all because the veins opened up to the venom that sucked us…

You Are the Universe.

I’m not sure how we spoke fluently then, but we managed. I was pretty much a bonified functioning alcoholic with a photographic memory waiting to go off like a ticking time bomb. In fact it’s how I keep the next chapters stored away in my brain, filed away throughout a chaotic system as it had…

Run.

There’s a trap door down the stone path that leads to another rock bottom, or two. My millionth run isn’t meant for you. There’s a lady on the couch in this drunken dream of mine, sipping on the koolaide just to be confined. We wonder where we’ve gone to on this road to the inhumane,…

Yet, I Do.

There isn’t anything in the Bible that says I have to miss you, yet, I do. I don’t know why this happens so abrubtly at times when I find my head hanging out the window like some dog in heat trying to feel relief from the wind that I only wish would sweep us away….

Empty Promises.

People are going to ask me if they can read it, to which I’ll respond, “Oh, hell no.” I don’t even know why this is because it is a novel after all. Maybe because it’s too personal right now. Too taboo. Too untouched. Too raw and too abrasive. After all, I’ve never admitted it before….

Unconditionally.

I got my knickers in a twist and put on my passive aggressive panties, when really – it was all out of fear, my love. Now I sit in silence, doubling-up on meds just to ward off the tears that haven’t flowed since I saw you last. And I fear I may never see you…