Stars, Black Holes, and Vodka

she was once a star until she can no longer shine she was burned out she is now darkness empty and trying to find fulfillment but even light couldn’t pass through she walks on glitter hoping she’d sparkle once more but she’s too broken while he was wonderful simply amazing and innocent he fell in …

After Weeks of Writer’s Block

I’ve mentioned before that pain is my muse, a broken heart is a great inspiration as well as tragic. I found myself coming up with lines that I actually liked. I didn’t scratch them off my paper. Despite this being another dedication.  

To You [Only Words]

If a painter can paint you a picture I can write you a thousand emotions Simplified to very short lines In different usage of words That can be put together to form a beat   If she can sing you a lovely song Then who am I to compare? If she can sing every word …