My heart writes endless love poems to you, and stores them away in my mind's locker. My mind shakes her head in disdain, and scolds my heart for being in the wrong place. Even more, she shoves my heart into her locker and secures the lock. My heart screams and bangs her fists against the... Continue Reading →
When It Has to End
I just sliced through an artery to bleed ... for the sake of stopping the smaller, damage-over-time cuts that I've sliced now for so many years; keeping them hidden from view. Is this truley the only solution? I didn't want this and I still don't. It hurts going in this deep, but it needs to... Continue Reading →
Klorrie Note #28
My heart. Shut down for maintenance.
The Passion Token
I once found a token in the sand. Engraved on it was “Passion”. “Passion…” I whispered as longing caressed me. and my head felt on a high as I held it in my hand. For I knew there was an arcade game, that took Passion tokens just ahead. I knew a single token was good... Continue Reading →
