Month: March 2016

you.

    You are the dark alley way I shouldn’t roam. You are the drug that overdoses, mouth of foam. You are the final shot of whiskey – drink too much. You are the burning stove – red hot to touch. You are the…

night prowls.

Sinks her teeth straight into your flesh She knows the animal inside of you best Drags her claws deep across your back She feeds your soul all that it lacks Wild eyes pierce through the dark The beast chooses where to leave her mark…

the feast.

  I don’t desire the buttoned down business bravado at 2:00 PM. I crave the crawling creature that crumbles at 2:00 AM. I don’t long for eternal strolls in the sunshine of spotless minds like other girls. I pray for a slow dance with…