I feel like fatigue and somnolence are drifting me...
but I know I shall not succumb to this lethargy...
(possible trigger warning)
It used to be I didn't sleep...
how cruel of april? to barge in with anger in her...
and you’re still there in the morning...
How easy is to
conceal our shames behind...
She noticed her face
was a mask amongst many...
Life is a case of watercolour,
caterpillars relinquishing being crawlers...
All her life searching
for real beauty seeing...
Infidelity sends a
Narcissist man to...
Who he lights the lamp of your smiles
occasionally...
Life ends where it begins.
Perfection is a zero in motion...
Carousels
in the carnival of your eyes...
just by living with a plant
doesn’t mean oxygen would...