Overcast skies
play into the quiet, damp evening
creating a serenity
typically only experienced in the dead of winter
or while sitting under the late night country skies
The peaceful breeze tickles my bare skin
etecting tiny hairs on my legs to stand at attention
It sends a chilling feeling throughout my body
but still I sit
breathing the humidity into my nostrils
sighing out all of my worries and cares
I sit
watching the trees dance in their silent disco
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 7:32 PM UTC
Many years down the line,
my house will be empty
Filled with all of the memories of my past
but no one will be home
The house will collect dust
through the years of its abandonment
Small animals and insects
will infest its decaying floorboards
and cracked windowsills,
Cozying into the old cushioned chairs and mattresses,
Basking in the hazy sunshine
let in through the begrimed window
Reclaiming this fossil as their own
It will be filled with riches for the curious
From old books and pendants,
to the letters written for loved ones
that I was too faint-hearted to send out
It will house all of my secrets;
all of my accomplishments
and embarrassments
It will show how fearlessly I loved all
but myself
It will show my sadness and loneliness
It will show the darkness that roamed my mind
But by then,
I will be gone
No loved ones left to mourn me
No loss to grieve
All that will be left behind is my little house;
Filled with all my little treasures
Left to be lost in time
Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 9:45 PM UTC
Lead not with my heart
but my mind
Intuition and logic will guide me where I need to be
be at ease in your feelings
be open in your thoughts
everything will work itself out
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 9:26 PM UTC
Soft lips on rosy skin
Dusk looms near
Warm under the blankets
Your skin pressed to mine
Wrapped up in our fairytale
Say you won't let me go
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 1:47 PM UTC
The light beamed down on her one final time
No curtains closed but this was the final scene
Darkness.
Silence.
Fin.
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 10:09 AM UTC
Tangled feelings
Muddled thoughts
Inescapable anxieties
Always haunting me
What I wouldn't give just to feel free
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 9:58 AM UTC
My shoes laden with wet sand
Building castles between my toes
The moonlight illuminates over the water
Spotlighting only me on an otherwise dark beach
Lapping waves echo in the contrasting silent night
Calling to me
Wishing to wash me from the shore
I stand there contemplating
What will become of the kindgom under my feet if I were to concede
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 10:09 PM UTC