Eye Of The Storm

Seeing the storm from my eyes.



Asking For It

She should have stayed at home In the kitchen And cooked food for the family But she went out Wearing jeans and a full sleeve top And so fate handed it to her She was asking for it. She should... Continue Reading →



I could die tomorrow. He keeps telling me I'm like a flower that needs sunshine and rain and a shed over my head that protects me from the thunder. I have thorns inside my petals that sting the wild dogs... Continue Reading →

Asmodeus #40: Goodbyes

you parted my lips with breaths of promises but i can still see the footsteps in the snow leading out of our house- sorry, my house- and for a while, the winter seemed too harsh like the cold would swallow... Continue Reading →


Asmodeus #39: Savior

they asked her to leave the carriage awaited there were storms to be conquered and wars to be won so drench her in flowers and bury her in silk while they pick up the swords and charge into the clouds... Continue Reading →


Asmodeus #38: Broken

"you're not broken," he said "you're mine" soon i couldn't distinguish between the two.


Asmodeus #37: What If

how are we supposed to live without fear when before every step we ask what if? here's the secret ditch the plan b you can't swim across the shore dragging a lifeboat along.


Asmodeus #36: Burn

depression doesn't look like dark corners and abandoned alleys it looks like a huge fire in the middle of the town and people dancing around it as you burn and burn and burn.


Asmodeus #35: Words

words set aflame in the shadows of whispers i can feel it crouch over my shoulder gently take my hand and guide it over the page like the sound of an ocean inside a seashell convincing you that you hold... Continue Reading →


Asmodeus #34: Little Lamb

mary had a little lamb its fleece was white as snow mary tied a collar on its neck it had nowhere to go mary had a little lamb that grinned so wide it hurt mary hid its cuts and bruises... Continue Reading →


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