snowflake

a snowflake drifting off into the vast wilderness.

wrinkles

wrinkles hold stories of triumphs and tribulations.

human

they’ve misunderstood my artistry.

insecurities

Never fitting in. Never being like them.

fog and fears

your fear is cloaked in mist so thick you cannot see it.

fears

in the seams of their tears surface lingering fears.

empty space

there is an empty space the spot you last vacated angry words and heavy sighs whispered truths and shouted lies apologies now forever unheard speaks volumes about last words regret and tears our bitter drinks topped with fears come true nightmares alive drowning in silent cries shattered glass on the ground red strings of fate

together

never alone again.

light and shadow

in the light… sparkling glitterpainting red porcelain lipssoft smile, rosy cheeks voice of an angelfallen from the high heavensgolden harp in hand a powerful soulcrushing expectationsshattered records left. in the shadows… pearly drops of bloodspill from cracked lips of raw skintears drip on bare floor a hoarse voice destroysher self-worth; mic thrown asidei can never

My List of Fears

Some fears are universal. Spiders, the dark… you know what I’m talking about. (And if you’re not scared of spiders, lucky you. Every time I see one, I shudder. I mean, they have a million bajillion eyes and eight legs and they scuttle towards you, their eyes fixed on you, and… ugh). And then some