She picked bouquets of paper flowers as grandeur whispered poignant secrets in her fragmented thoughts. They were magical enigmas, beautiful words which made listening to them easy. She was floating in a delusional world, a chaotic expanse of an absent mind, soaring among the stars. Reality was an illusion; a long-forgotten memory and an old … Continue reading Dancing with Butterflies
I don't remember when the shadows entered me; if they were always there, or found their way in. They are the demons I battle every day. With or without constant support, they will always linger in the back ground – waiting for the time to escape and strike. Hungry beasts, they feed on my emotions; … Continue reading My Vulnerability
Aaron was gulping down his anger with cheap vodka, hiding from the world to drown in his self-induced sorrows. It was a routine, at times – fighting then drinking, drinking then fighting. It was as if he wanted it to happen.
