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Gabby Sep 2020
how does one create without the weight of the world? how does one use such a power without being drained? every time I create, a great sadness washed over me. how do i create a feather when all my tools are rocks?
Gabby Aug 2020
A deep gold falls over the horizon. Or is it rising? Where does it go as it fades to blue?
might add to 🤷‍♀️
Gabby Jun 2020
There are two sides to a coin, and mine is always in the air
Gabby Apr 2020
Constellations light up the inky sky. Each with a story of their own to tell. All connected through seeming specks. What is written in the stars is as old as time. So how can I doubt that which shines as the story of us unfurls like vines.
Gabby Mar 2020
My heart longs for something that I can not yet grasp. It aches in my chest, and down to my fingertips. Reaching for something that is not yet in sight, or might never be.
Gabby Mar 2020
What am I supposed to do when my heart begins to break at the thought of you.
Gabby Mar 2020
I am scared. Scared of losing you. Scared that I may have already lost you. Scared that things will never be the same between us. My heart aches at the thought of you gone from my life. I'm sorry it took so long for me to realize what you meant to me. I understand if you hate me for it. My mind and heart are forever too late. Too late in feeling, and too late in knowing.
It's a mess. will probably fix
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