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Solitude Is A Solid Ally
I want to be free, but I chain myself to pain, in case it leaves me. She has always stayed, lonely on my window sill, chains around her neck. She is not ideal, but she is complex, constant. Maybe, that’s real love.
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Something About Him
He found himself, panicking, packing his soul into so many boxes, that he left by my door, every time he came to call, hoping that one day, Id invite him, and his baggage in. He found himself, wishing I’d write his name, a million ways, for the rest of my days, crestfallen, when I told…
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The Girl Who Fell In Love With Death
It has been many months, since I saw you last. Eighteen, to be exact, since our secret trysts stopped, since I sent you away, telling you, it was the last time. It was always the last time. Every time, I don’t expect to see you again, but you follow me, like a phantom, finding me,…
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There Is No Hope Of A Cure
I set fire to myself, in my sleep, sometimes. Pouring out all my rage, swimming under the sheets, dreaming, waiting, nestling into night time, and the freedom it brings, being blissfully unconscious, until I hear a good night, returning home, and I recall, being young, being eager to enjoy each night, in case another one…
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Gemini
You went mad, because you thought I didn’t find you funny, and you had spent every day, before you found me, thinking that was all you were. It’s not that I am resigned to remaining miserable, no, that’s not it at all, and I do, on occasion, find you amazing, amusing, downright confusing, delightful, insightful,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 