When the dark
waters of complexity...
I was once alive,
breathing the air that brought about love, joy and...
Give up looking
in the mirror...
Part of me
wanted to steal...
“What a year, what a year.”
How it’s been so severe...
A lie only last as long as someone can be...
Sometimes,
I wonder what happened to those vivid images...
(Beautiful Chaos)
My mind is unspoken whiteness of marked metaphors...
Nothing’s as bad as it seems
Hearts were meant to heal...
If life was a rose garden
Then we would be those flowers...
White fabric outline's the true silhouette
of me...
Life is as feeble
As run away bubbles...