Some nightmares begin with a send button.
How do you let something REST in PEACE?
You stop thinking about it.
You stop talking about it.
You bury it.
You forget where you bury it.
And You most certainly don’t dig it up to play with it.
Self Punishment is a choice.
i’m out somewhere…
bleeding words on a canvas in a storm…
i seem to have ran out of colors and light.
Reality is often a terse contender with bitter sweet aftertaste of the best moments, that can’t be undone, or redone.
Life is full of the things we want to hear,
and the things that are hard to hear,
and even more difficult to bear