Sitting in the dark.
Nowhere near ,a light
Eyes filled with tears
Falling silently
No sound to be heard
but the  pounding
Of a heart
In pain
For he will be going
Away
All the music gone
No laughter
Anymore
No song in the heart
For she will not know
The feeling
To be loved

Shell
🐚✨

Please,
Please don’t leave this way
You don’t know
I don’t have much time left
to stay.
Please give me a hug
Let me hold you one more time
Soon it will be too late
if it goes the predictable way.
Please.......
tears don’t come out
I don’t want to break this heart
Not yet anyway.

Shell✨🐚

there are two types of sadness

there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home

I like the dark with the moon shining on its mouth
Joy in her eyes that spark a melody of love in my heart
The shape of her curves
Feel of her touch that whisks me thousands of miles from this world
I like serenading her for she's mine and I like that we belong and are each other's missing pieces
I like staring at my black queen for she's gold that adds glamour to my life
Darling listen to the voice of the heart
You are  mi amor

My skin has become a tic-tac-toe board swarming with X’s
Fresh scars etched as new spaces are uncovered

I am running out of room
I am running out of time

Mother Moon smiles at me
She says it’s okay to be alone
If alone is grounding, is peaceful, is safe
Because, child, there will be many battles to be fought
There will be times, lots, when you’ll be thrown into death
But now, tonight, rest in the bossom of your mother
Let her comfort you, care for you, tell you all is well
My mother smiles at me, she embraces me in her cool breeze
And I am home.