For emma

Blue daisy   you sway along with the wind fragile petals twinkle in sunlight beauty as if every night the stars had themselves kissed their daughters in delight.   Such deep strokes of colour distance becomes duller profound colours of lovers heavy shades of summers.   in a vast terrain of green your presence never…

Nothing

An empty slot A numbness in every colour A pale reflection In every complexion. . Boredom endures Loathing in every wrinkle Days with no end Smiles likely to be misspent . A butterfly gently flapped her wings In a flower she stopped A slow raindrop cutting all strings . A new spot Promptly seemed to…

Midnight thoughts

Don’t you fucking dare leave me Don’t you fucking dare let me go Don’t you fucking dare flea Don’t you fucking dare forget me . I can’t breathe without you My heart beats only for you I have no meaning but you . So please Don’t you fucking dare move on Don’t you fucking dare…

Words

Hi guys I’m sorry I haven’t been able to continue the 30 day challenge I set for myself, I honestly have been so tired. But there’s no excuses, really. I am extremely sorry. I will still finish it, just not in the 30 day period. Anyways, what this post is actually about is what I’ve…

Existence

Right now, I just want to do the things that get me out of here. Out of my own head, out my own body, out my own life. Anything to get me out of this numbness inside of me.       .   (Saturday’s post)

The Future

When you’re younger you’re asked “what do you want to do when you grow older?”. However, as you get older that question remains with you, maybe assuming different shapes-“what do you want to do with your life?”, “what’s the course you’re gonna be taking?”, “who do you aspire to be?”. The problem I have with…

Thought

Here’s a photo of one of the pages of my sketchbook I did this morning, which I think turned out cool. Hope you enjoy it. “If art is anything, can art be nothing? Can art be sadness? Can art be the struggle of not being able to put pen to paper, can art be the…

Sad

Empty words Fill in a blank page as the twisted corners of my mind crash like waves against their cage   Tired of feeling Tired of existing Just gotta keep on breathing Until I feel like living   I wish I could erase myself Remove my presence from others So I won’t cause any harm…

Pointless

It’s saturday night again, and I have nothing to post. So, why not just start writing, right? However, I wonder, are these really worth it? Is a regular weekly schedule more important than better quality posts? I honestly can’t decide. On the one hand, people always say volume is the key to getting better, to…

Current favorites

I’ve been thinking about this post for weeks now and I figured I should just stop over thinking it and write it. I feel like my perfectionism really blocks me from doing the things I love, and it shouldn’t be that way. Therefore, I’m jumping right into this post, trying to not stress about it…

Tired

Hi guys, how are you all doing? Sorry if this post is not interesting nor exciting whatsoever, but I just feel very uninspired today. And it’s saturday. And I’ve got nothing else planned. Therefore, I hope you somewhat enjoy this, even though it’s pretty pointless and, honestly, pretty boring. However, maybe this shouldn’t be like…

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First of all, I want to apologize for the lack of enthusiasm in this post. I thought, as I don’t really have a fun idea planned, I would simply write a little recovery update. I don’t even know if I’m writing this post for you guys to read or for myself, but I’m willing to…