Cemeteries

in the cemetery now I Rest In Pieces I’ll hold my breath and gouge out my eyes to fill your lungs with the air that I breathe. Can’t face your headstone.. I’d rather lose sight. in the cemetery now I Rest In Pieces cut out my heart bleed on her grave every night. I’ll cutContinue reading “Cemeteries”

My Witches

A run-on sentence aka…..my mind. Nobody: “Whatcha thinkin’ bout, Steph?” Me: I can’t pin it exactly when I became so lame but I didn’t know I had the keys to this and I really can’t blame anybody for these silent wars that are waged between my brain in the crevices my synapses focus more onContinue reading “My Witches”

The Marching Band

Floating like fog in the night, It lingers. Banging its drum, with its frail undead fingers. On an empty chord song, marching into our lives, Grim Reapers gonna get ya, with its sharp seething scythe. A percussion so constant We live fast to deny You can run boy, but from death you can’t hide. HoveringContinue reading “The Marching Band”

The Girl She Was.

Bear with me while I try to capture the essence of Christina. Her creative writing would put mine to shame but i’m going to try to shine light on her beautiful life through my words. This post is a bit longer than my normal. I remember her like it was yesterday. Her talent, her smile,Continue reading “The Girl She Was.”