Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2015
I build things up in my head, I create alternate universes for alternate versions of myself. I sprinkle charm and madness into every crack and wait for flowers to spring up. I dissolution myself into tiny pieces, and then, when no one is looking, I release a breath of air... And send those pieces flying into the void
Natalie Eusebio
Written by
Natalie Eusebio
329
   Arlo Disarray
Please log in to view and add comments on poems