December 2011
3 posts
Persistence
A cigarette to calm the nerves, to kill slowly. Like a villain, stealthy & devious. A thief in the night, swift, unnoticed. Like a shooting star only a few are lucky to come across. Like a poem difficult to comprehend, disguised with such beautiful words. Like still waters, your thoughts flow & run deep. A cup of coffee, comforting, warm, but with a dose too much that gets a heart ...
Those nights
“We’re like children with all these games we play. Reckless, heedless, mindless, unguarded. With those clever words, all the harmful things we say - the most awful of things, nonetheless rewarded. The flames we dance in front of with the sparks so inviting the eyes we hypnotize with our stares so enticing. The hearts we trap, supposedly for safe keeping are the very hearts that...
