Her

There she is, a complete mess,  Her head a tangle of thick tousled  tresses and thoughts.  She smiles through the pain,  Hiding herself from her heart, Her lips smile but I can see through her eyes That she is dying inside.  I think and think again what might be going  In that big fuzzy head…

To, The book I just finished reading

You can’t fathom how much I miss you already. It seemed like time had halted to a stop as I lingered on your crisp, beige pages trying to read slower, taking in your intoxicating smell, every letter and every word. I have desperately tried to read between your lines and find meaning in every letter…

The Enigma

‚ÄčI stood, unmoved, visage set like stone. lips pursed, eyes twitched, I was in the maze, alone. The closed doors gave me that familiar itch. Unsure, I waited in the dim hall. Although I had been here infinite times before, this time I let myself fall. Running all life, my feet were sore. I panicked…