Been Digging: A Snippet Found

Memories locked inside the heart, is all forgiven (the hurt, the tears) or does the flame of hate still flicker in blood? Dreams cloud reality. If I showed you my scar deep within would you stop (being awake isn’t all…

800 Miligrams

All You Had to Do Was Ask The air outside, thick and dense with fog. Inside the swirling activities within my mind materialize denser. The firelight flame flickers dancing to the melody my mind manufactures. Over and over the rhythms…