26/Two-Spirit/Lalaland I am but a masterpiece of miscreations, existing from day to day, on a plateau of nothingness.. ღ ღ ღ
These words hold my broken parts close, so that my blood doesn't spill.. ... 64 followers / 7.8k words
Don't moan his loss For the things unseen Far surpasses this Celebrate his gain For all he's done we will miss He will never be forgotten While he lives in our hearts The angel he is and was
It was never a conscious decision Yet i walked into my own deceit As though it was only a stroll Regretting only after the mistake Why do we ambush ourselves Why do we fall for our lies Why are we our very victims Why is this riddle endless When will we solve this quest How can we cure the wounds This very self inflicted agony