Somethings happening.  Something I can’t see.  Can you spare a light? I’m feeling lustrous.  I think I lost it all, but I’m used to this.

There are many things, that I keep recorded.  I got a angel in secret, and a demon in writing.  There are words and phrases, that

By Sean Bachman I am the bone collector, I gather up your bones.  I creep in and see you sleep, and slumber in your home. 

Some say the cost of love, is a vacuum. They could be right, They could be wrong.  But as I run across,  the whole city.

Simple words of violence, Always occurred during the day.  While my thoughts went wondering, I never forgot those harsh words you said. If silence is

You are the ocean I sail upon in life. I am confidant my boat will never sink with you as my waves. I can’t deny

By Bree Coleman You’ll never know how much I truly love you. I am who I am today because of you. You are every reason, 

By Sophie Nelson A white face set in the onyx air, Shadows cast in the brow-less sockets And beneath the cheekbones built high. The skin, smooth

Tear it out,  the pulses are between us. And will you be free? It looks so sunny to me. Fire gloom, no ones left the

It’s been a while now. Me and you. We’ve seen some good, and we have started anew.  Plenty of ideas,  that go through my head.