Daily Archives: September 9, 2017
795 [01 February 2007]
I have refused the words that wish to speak, if simply because they seem so futile. In this world where what I want most of all shall never ever be mine. My emotions do not seem so tied up anymore, … Continue reading
922 [09 September 2017]
If there ever would be, could be a you, would you ever possibly, maybe see me? © Johanna Fugitt 2017
921 [09 September 2017]
The Muse is awake again. Here, have another. Desperate and hiding, heartache bleeding out every pore, I survive here. The loneliness, the hunger, the desire, all stagnant at the bottom of the pool of my heart, craving a comforting touch. … Continue reading
920 The Rules Have Changed [09 September 2017]
The rules have changed. You were not what I was expecting, no, not at all. A suggestion, a flirt, an off-hand comment and my body responds, Pavlovian in nature, ready for your entrance that may never come. The rules may … Continue reading