poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
I am in combat with my own mind, I feel almost locked within the brims of my skin for I have become contained my soul naked and bare to toucha shattered war zone where lays my brain in two, is where my secrets settlemy hands lay written in braille, with piercing secrets to unfold as you […]
The darkness frightens me. With depths of the unknown lurking, when our eyes become shut. Pirouetting between the light chambers ,the day and night. But caressing between our temples, is the notion of our mind which makes us believe that there’s something out there. The planets that is our eyes, watching and seeking knowledge. The […]