by breathwords | Mar 21, 2020 | Drink In the Dark, Extended Exhalations
i called him a white knight, this golden god with a tongue full of lies masquerading as promises he was more pretty parasite than beautiful beast, more monster than magical being he had eyes made of smoke and mirrors, and a kiss that tasted like truth he dressed in...
by breathwords | Aug 7, 2019 | Bittersweet Breaths
i am walking forwards, but time is moving backwards and somehow, i keep tracing your footsteps i keep running into you you celebrate you call it fate, but you know i’ve never believed in that not the way i believe in ghosts or horoscopes or bonds that can’t be broken...