Writer. Gothic Soul. Woodland Spirit.
No matter what might happen,if our paths never againcollide and intertwinein these affectionate ways, at least I have the peaceof knowing I met my most pressing need,summoning naked honestyto tell you that I love you.There are some things I regretbut I'll never regret that,even if you couldn't say it back.
When I have no more love to give And not enough coming in My words filter through the cracks Of my broken heart And form a heavy solid mass That I cannot move or shake And there's nothing I can say
Confessions of love hang in the air She's sent him messages But doesn't know if they've gotten there Time moves incredibly slowly This man, him only Is the one she wants She waits for his response Her head pounds, hands shake She anticipates a heartbreak
She didn't mean it lightly When she said she'd love him until she died No matter what happened between them It's hard to hate a good guy Of course, she would've liked to stay together And fall asleep beside him every night But even though it couldn't be that way She was confident her heart... Continue Reading →
The optimism had to come to an end In the basement is the hope chest Once again gathering cobwebs And the disappointment settles in Seeping through the walls, so thin That's what you get for believing Kept awake by your heartbeat Pounding at unnatural speed As you follow where the dark thoughts lead That in... Continue Reading →
She held the bottle close The scent was strong in his nose So intense he thought he would choke With the loveliness of it all But before he had a proper taste That drink soured and went to waste And he'll spend the rest of his days Haunted by his startling downfall
Michelle Wicklow 