I hear the screams of profanity in your drunk voice from that night

The beating of your fist against the truck window

My own voice pleading for help

The faint sound of blood dripping onto the hardwood floor from your knuckles

And yet, all you hear is silence

It’s not the Silent Treatment

The tears in my eyes are screaming so loud

But you just can’t hear me

These walls hold the secrets of many before us

They shout the words of anger coming from drunk lips

They bury the cries of the broken hearted

They hold the whispered sweet nothings of lovers

They gleam with laughter of a family

They hum to the silence of a sleeping baby

These walls are painted with the raw emotion of people I’ve never met

I stare at them blankly trying to figure out where to start my story

Four years since our last kiss
It was something I didn’t miss
I hadn’t seen you in a while
Until today when I saw your smile
I remembered how I was smitten
It’s too bad our Love was forbidden...

Screaming at the top of my lungs.

Gasping for air.

“Please stop!”


You caught me, I’m ticklish

Our love was temporary
you blinded me.
My eyes are open
Now I can see.
The smoke has cleared
I am finally free.


                                           .

He crawled deep within her soul and made a home out of cobwebs and broken pieces

Oh how beautiful she truly was