she remains.

Allergenic are his feelings when he hears her yelling..

you love me no more; why should I, he wonders.

faded charms, cold feelings, never-ending arguments.

a scull filled with grey hair, hopelessly trying to feel something,

while she adores temptation

joy blew up insane minds

seductive attempts, failed..

dear, try one last time that old song

voices fly shy, dead tones,

traps just wont work

no more, admit it,

after all those years, she is…

still bleeding, still craving for him;

cloaked behind a misty smile, she remains.

surrender; maybe she will not.

she remains…a fighter.


Hug your Child.

Nights were fast, fabulous, and insane..

Now, we have nine months to select the name..

She bumble;

Life goes Carousel presumptuous..

You parted, went alcoholic, sinned..

Love, Drop by in nine months..

I will allow you to hug you child…

Not me.