“He may never slay a dragon but he will grow old with you begging for death to leave you alone.”

I don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.

Let me lay in the forest of your mind and let me wake to the beating of wings in the garden of your heart.

And I vow to be your lasting dream if you follow me into the river.

Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.

The forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.

Hold me like the end is near and I swear I’ll risk hades’ wrath just to keep you here.

Can’t you see you’re toxic to me there’s no affection just obsession?

Some girls dream of princes and castles others play with matches.

I don’t mind his company but I wish he was you.

I feel too much and I fall in love with words – poet.

Brave soul, you will survive it all.

With him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.

Some nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.

And you broke me in all the ways I loved you.

She’s a daughter of the healers in Salem and even tho her wings are scorched she still chooses to do good.

I cannot tell if it is a blessing from an old god or lovely dark art only that he holds my heart.

So when Jesus had received the sour wine, He said, “It is finished!” And bowing His head, He gave up His spirit.

Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.

I didn’t understand that you could go to jail for the rest of your life for selling cocaine. I thought life sentences were for murderers. I didn’t know that you could get it for supplying something to someone that they asked you for.

Don’t feel bad when I die; I’ve been dead for a long time.

You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.

For God so loved the World that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.

No human interaction, just killing dead parts of myself to make room for the new.

Death has but one terror, that it has no tomorrow.