has it come to this?
have you really invaded the only sanctuary i had left?
my dreams.
you know who you are.
i wake with the taste of you in my mouth.
the memory of the press of your flesh between my teeth.
a small conversation hints at what you felt like.
these are reminders i don't need.
we are no longer part of each others lives,
and though it feels wrong to say it...
friends we will never be.
so, leave me,
take the ghosts of those memories
be a man,
and set me free.


kkoldazice.

dont hold back girl, tell em how you really feel

damn way to go

thank you...

Awesome burst of an outcry
spit it out, claim your dreams
now sit back in a chair
close your eyes picture yourself
in another demise, a flowing stream
a waterfall, sense the tingling of it all.





Merry Christmas

your dreams are yours and a place only for the invited

our dreams are the last place they can seep in stand up and take your dreams back