Winter’s Footprint

Time burrows with horrors laying dormant behind icy mirrors. Loneliness echoes from regret's bellows. rustling memories’ leaves tumbling like dominoes.
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Hope for Sale

I was desperate to get out of the dark So, I spent my last dime on that bulb. It hurt being abused, making me pay more because of a need to have hope.
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Oculus

I stood there, peering in her blue hue. Sweet betrayal dripped from her soft lips and I kept waiting for that final kiss.

Black and Blue

Sometimes in life loss internally is beyond self-pity and regret. Sometimes it is when you fail to see what others are eagerly and vigilantly working towards destroying in you.
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Lonely Claim

I am your time that is up Your story that’s come to an end Your regrets and words unsaid. Your what ifs and maybes. Your whys and cries. Your hows and tries. Your breaking point and last stand. Your surrender…

Aloof

And as the fires swallowed my cries I opened my eyes to face life’s lies. I closed my heart and gave up tries for a prize: to accept failures without whys and be wise to break ties and move in…

Uncommonly Nobodies

Our love was strong enough, But we decided not to fight for it; When it was leaving, We only held it loose, When it had left, We just let it go — Like we never had anything in common, Nothing…