I am searching for kindness Please be kind to me It is all I want from humanity
Soft
Breaking is a real thing
He was my first everything and then he turned into a monster I have not been the same Sweet soft whispers Loving embrace face Waist hold all days And then he died cause the drugs caught him inside I tried I can't forgive myself for letting a beautiful human die in the... Continue Reading →
Oh you
And then there could be one I have traveled many worlds Met so many people And still I stand alone On my throne Where are you I should say Quite happy this way Your ghost floating see me Choose well Want well Love drip See you soon The well lickings Salty sweet umami Should I... Continue Reading →
Free on Amazon Today Bad People Were Babies Too
The story is free on February 23, 24, 2018 on Amazon. Below is an excerpt If you are in the mood for a tale of what some would call abuse and justice, others would call hate and hate just click here Bad People Were Babies Too Part 1: The Love My eyes set upon an... Continue Reading →
My Shy Romeo
How can I ever thank you For that nervous smile The one that tells me You Thank God You could see after this long while How can I ever thank God Fo the way your shoulders shake When you want to express yourself But your nerves awake And the gold specks in your eyes... Continue Reading →
The sweetest thing
A million miles I could travel A million people I could meet But no hug could be more sweet than yours end stop until the end of time now end stop It is a Ok now end stop
The Human Creation of Timmy
He wasn’t quite sure what to do next. His little sister was crying, his mother was lying on the floor with her eyes rolling in and out of her sockets. And there was a man at the door yelling, “Open up you dirty bimbo,” the voice said. Timmy didn’t know what a bimbo was but... Continue Reading →
We see all
An anger surges through me But it should not be so The dull evilness of horrid people Should not make ıt so I want to believe people are all lovely They are not They throw stones for not a reason Beyond their dirty soul How to pass thıs I wonder We are all chıldren of... Continue Reading →
Feral child
You think I do not know. I know everything. Yes, my picture exists in those documentaries and internet profiles. I am a feral child you say. I am more human than you are I say. Thank the nature that I escaped your clasp. How does a feral child know these terms? Just become I am... Continue Reading →
