Poetry is an outlet in which I can escape reality.
The stars are dust yet beautiful, you were dust and you were my star.
Poetess, mum,lover, witch, nan, ponderer of life, love and all things puzzling... Read, comment and enjoy.. Blessed Be.)o(
16/Gender Fluid/South Chicago
I'm an audiophile and nyctophile Pisces who writes based on my own pain. Doar respira
Chocolate and coffee.
Finding inspiration from within and from the world around, from my past and the present and whatever the future may hold, from the art and ...
Just another poet bleeding into words her truest emotions
I wanna write about mi fun or cool personalities yet the question eating deeply, purpose? Who, what, why am I?
I would describe myself as a lost soul trapped in the wrong era on a path of self discovery. I am merely an accumulation of ...
I got my vices, got my vice verses
I have a love for poems and music. They keep me going when I feel lost.
Over the years, hardened by life’s challenges I had become as emotionally cold as the logic that led me. A revelation and God have illuminated ...
free soul, wandering the earth...
Instagram: @Poems_expressions_words_truth Romans 8:37 God, Family, Friends, Music © 2018 All rights reserved
I don't know what to do with those words, so here they are. :)
turning sadness into art **