the cold never looked so inviting. or dangerous.
a small kid huddling under the covers, wondering when they will break down the door and when you will meet your end.
stuff my worries away into an old suitcase in my brain.
the piano lingers in hallowed halls.
in the morning light glow, Mother Nature slowly awakes.
sorry that i am not going, but i don’t want to ruin your day just because i’m feeling gray today.
you were beautiful. but you could never be mine.
i am lost, walking in a dream that doesn’t exist.
crafted with the sound of fear, of ocean waves and salty tearsthe oyster reveals its treasureburied in its ugly exteriorglimmering with a dim lightin the middle of a velvet night
human life is scarily fragile.