Eye Of The Storm

Seeing the storm from my eyes.


September 2017

Asmodeus #28: Rebellion

rebellion, bravery, defiance that's how i remember you fishnet stockings on almond skin cigarette stubs under the No Smoking sign slippery sidewalks and puddles of rain long sleeved sweaters and flip flops wandering over bridges with clouds of our breath... Continue Reading →


Asmodeus #27: Real Love

the melding colors of the sky washed down in tiny droplets and painted the roses in seven shades of the rainbow my sky was colorless even the thunder wouldn't cry but that's what "real love" is isn't it? fading colors... Continue Reading →

Asmodeus #26: King

a silent echo of resounding pain with a trembling breath i say your name i accept my fate as i slowly swing every legend ends with a dying king.

Asmodeus #25: Colored Words

i think it is a little ironical that i can write the saddest words in the brightest colors.

Asmodeus #24: Heal

so long i longed to say those words but my wounds are far too wide to be stitched back by screams so i pick up the pen and my words flow out from my fingertips because it's the only way... Continue Reading →

Asmodeus #23: Thinking

there is a risk in dwelling in this head space when you possess so much of it that i can't decipher whether it was your thought or i was simply thinking about you again.

Asmodeus #22: Light

fading to black had never been tough it was rising to the light that stumped me.

Asmodeus #21: Fragrance

maybe i never got over him maybe i just buried his scent between pages of a book like withered flowers that had forgotten how to breathe i may have flipped to the next chapter but he was the only page... Continue Reading →

Asmodeus #20: Too Many

even in my solitude there was one person too many.

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