The Intoxicating Unhinged Mind

*She is A Gorgeous Mess Of Chaos. You can see it in her eyes.*

Day 4 and Day 5 of Blessing in December

Take What You Want and Leave the Rest

…or white wine? Colorfully confused

PART: ONE

A Prompted Poem

No Sooner Than The Kilo-second I Listed All Of The Reasons That I Wanted To Live, Did I Die.

Stop me if this sounds familiar I sometimes speak in Deja vu, but I’m starting to get the feeling that I don’t belong with you.

If people are showing you shit in the name of friendship and love, let them go. If they are calling you names, let them go. They are not…

Trust?Trust?….

A poem An inspiration