The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Gaze beyond and see the bitterness of sin,
how it has misshaped all that I am,
twisted my light into darkness,
can you see?
Behind my eyes it hides,
waiting in the tears I shed,
wishing for a tomorrow that can never come,
for my yesterday is battered and torn,
and I am something else,
existing in this form.
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I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
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The intricacies of my insanity 