I could sit for hours watching snowfall All is peaceful and quiet As flakes fall to my lips and cheeks All is forgotten in a wonderland Soft winds carry the treasure around you Accumulating even in persistent winds The sky and ground reflect each other All is white and soundless Under a glow of winter We finally wake in the dream-like setting Only soft crunches and gasps of awe fill the air And all you can do is stop and stare
02/10/19 . We have snow here in Washington- it's lovely and there's so much of it! Definitely the most snow I've ever seen :)
A sunflower drowned in lavender, A sky as dark as poison. An infinite Purgatory sitting as a cat, poised in a position. Ready to lunge, ready to pounce, on those less worthy, those worth more, in a world with no worth anymore. No solution to the war. Broken glass, blood covered leaves, diamonds for eyes, rivers that bleed. Names on notes, forgotten journals, lilies afloat. A purr in the wilderness, a whir in her mind, gears churning, creatures lurking, in a world lost in Time.
I have been everywhere, …felt so so many things. I feel so alone in my mental strain, My fight with this special kind of empty pain, but the thing that hurts worst is the realization that I may not be as alone or unique as I once thought. I may have learned of the meaning and vastness behind my cavernous thoughts but that doesn’t mean that this world isn’t a lonely war I’ve fought. Maybe it will hurt less the more I talk to the ones that share this world. Maybe I will find out how important this lost place is. Maybe they will someday understand me, this wonderland, Because I know no one else feels how my dream of home has been perfectly pearled.