i am a Goddess who is not a good, for i wish not for immortality but for the End.
love doesn’t come easy.
knowing what you could have had but what you never chased after is the most painful thing in the world.
the sun watches fondly as the waves are torn once more from the longing grasp of the shore.
romantic love. there are many different types.
in the vows of old,by thunder or rain, precious bondsremain unbroken together untildeath reunites old loversat the feet of fate
as failure whispered in her earan anecdote about a girl who lost her head,fate found the red string around her heartand snipped it apart
the dreamers,oh! the dreamers will turn this worldinto a fine place,interwoven fine threads of faterewound, the Three Fateson stand-by, halted, the world watcheswith bated breath,the stars, when seen, glow brighteron the stage, the night, the skiesbreak into laughter from the heavens,for the dreamers,staking their profits across the world,walk on water,the children of Morpheus take theContinue reading “dreamers”
is it these pressures that balance on my shoulders,these rocks tumble precariously,until my entire self crumbles? i dissolve, a nothing against a haze of somethingand everything disappears. am i just a hallucination?i want to be a mirage, disappear at first glance,an image of what you want,an image of what you can never find. the oasisContinue reading “empty dreams”
individuals,we mark x on the same map,on the same earth,we occupy different spots – our niche, we dominate – we fall to predators,chase after prey, our own islands,we drift by ourselves,individuals with different tastesand personalities and looks,yet the bonds of fate,cruel red strings,tie us together,linked in the same ocean,the empty expanse of landless lonely,where predatorContinue reading “archipelago”