Anxiety.
I feel like I'm spiraling out of control...
I've spent my life dancing
to the beats of a dying heart...
I wish you could cover your heart
and protect it from the pain...
I stand at the sink, stare directly ahead
My colorless cheeks, once a pink rosy red...
There is so much more going on in me
Than anyone can see...
He kisses his queen's
soft alabaster skin...
Realms of thoughts, images lay scattered
From the pot of wonders I behold...
Walk with me
Past what once counted as dreams...
I'm living off an assumption that never should...
Distant thoughts...
First attempt at this form.
---------------Heart...
Have we ever parted?
Or was it either never stayed...
Black and white in her twisted mind
shame and pain in her wasted ways...