Philosophy, Poetry

forbidden fruit

fruit is only ever forbidden by the gods who look after your curious self because they know it only rots after it has settled tightly in the crevices of your soul It awakens inside of you that which you hope to never see ~ the idea of own wretchedness ~ as if you could ever be… Continue reading forbidden fruit

Creative Writing, Philosophy, Poetry

walking away

walking away from the old the new is not yet clear skies don't seem friendly hope has not yet arrived walking anyway, with or without safety is not the cage I can stay in for long edge is near if my dad were here he wouldn't let me do this but he's not, and I know… Continue reading walking away