Everyone is connected to a chain in some way or another. The chain isn’t visible to the eye but it is very much there. It’s something you can’t live without or so you tell yourself. It could be something as simple as that blanket you had as a child and still keep under your pillow as an adult, a sense of comfort. Some people’s chain could be harmful like a toxic relationship you just can’t tear yo...

if desires a flame, then i’m a wildfire

you handed me the match, and i wanted to light it

you smile i ignite

you laugh i spark

you touch me i burn

it’s not the type of fire that’s dangerous, you are thr type of fire that keeps me warm in the cold

the one that lights a candle to see in the dark

together our love, a fire extinguisher couldn’t even put out

if loving you was a sin, then...

i love my house, but my home can love me

we picked my house, but my home picked me

my house has an address, my home has names

my house has a sturdy foundation, with walls that protect me, rooms that allow vulnerability

my home also fits these roles

my house has seen tears fall from my face, while my home wiped them

my house has doors that i’ve slammed out of anger, but my home opened t...

Outside

I woke up to hear knocking on the glass. At first i thought it was coming from the window, then i realized it was coming from the mirror. How could there be a knock at the mirror? Am i hearing things? It’s early morning no one is home, i’m just waking up. I get out of bed and walk to the mirror above my makeup vanity. As if i hadn’t already knew there was nothing there, but her. Seeing mys...