poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I'm not saying your betrayal turned my heart stone cold, but it's definitely not as warm as it used to be. I'll never feel the same way again, that I know for sure. My heart mended months ago, but you took so many pieces with you, so there are holes where air seeps through, and… Continue reading hypothermia
*TW-self-harm/suicide I have a memory of my Mother grabbing hold of my wrist, a look of horror painted across her face, a distant scream, "How could you possibly do this?!" I have a faint memory, yet one so vivid at its best, of my father with tears in his eyes, a look of confusion, a… Continue reading Music Box Memories
Don’t get me wrong…it sucks that I am where I am; that I feel how I feel; that I can’t give you what you need. It sucks. But what am I supposed to do? Sacrifice my needs in order to bring you peace? I refuse to deplete my energy and my sanity for any man.… Continue reading Pleasantly & Proudly Selfish
"We cast upon you an evil spell of selves." She is magic. She is the moon. She is galactic, the stars and beyond. So how dare you deny her of that beautiful recipe of human experience? How dare you. She is beyond brave. She is the definition of power. And you devour every ounce of… Continue reading We call her mAlice
And just like that you leave like the seasons when I'm just getting comfortable. You leave and our whole life drops to the ground. It smashes without a sound. There is only silence like in the middle of winter and snow is all around and it's cold. Your heart is so cold.
Unraveling my soul 