Today, I read old letters I once wrote to past lovers… It’s the words I wrote that truly spoke to me. My love has always been silent but bold. Silent Roar is what I call her. I let my heart bleed on those pages in fear of my love being to large to digest. IContinue reading “Day 11: Love Letter”
A visual representation of protecting your peace & No, she does not drink 8 glasses of water a day.
Just occasional sips from her wine bottle.
words deployed during the hardest of times, when butterflies and tongue ties wouldn’t allow me to let you know how I feel… they don’t even bother to last long enough to form a sentence.
Fully aware that you pursue me in only in draped skies- Because I am born of light. When your own darkness consumes you And you don’t have the desire to be devoured anymore You knock on my door And like the fool that I am- I open With arms wide open And a mind filledContinue reading “Pursuit”
I don’t want to be constantly reminded that my skin is your least favourite colour
Today I had no desire to see the sun rise or set, Oxygen was nothing short of an enemy.
I love myself enough for it to over shadow the love I initially thought I needed from others. K.M
I don’t want to be addicted to love. I don’t want to be so exposed, That I no longer know how it feels to live without it. I don’t want to feel the aftermath of a dying love.
I destroy every soul I am close enough to touch. -Acid