Sam Nash Posts

Soon…I will have nothing to live for Samael…Will be knocking on my door Will…He come for my sinful soul? Come…For every grain of sin I...

The end of the day When a chore has to be made Love is like dishes (A 5-7-5 haiku)

For a long time I have been cooped up in a a soft cage waiting to be free, wanting to breath, longing to be touched but she never...

“HE DID WHAT?!” “You heard me, Mr Smith,” she replied. “YOUR SON stabbed a student with a compass.” “What do you mean a compass?” I...

He looks so peaceful lying there. If it wasn’t for that tube coming out of his mouth, and those wires strapped to his chest, I would...

It is very strange what people think when lovers meet. When eyes exchange a sudden wink. It’s their doom. When hearts do sing on opposite...

It had been a grueling two years of my life. The final divorce papers had been signed and I could go back to using my own maiden name...

I ran. Hiding between the sheets. Between shadows of light, of words, of hope, of fear. I prayed. There is no where to run. There is no...