The picture rests atop a pristine ivory canvas, Strokes of ebony ink rippling across its surface, Shallow raven black streams that weave together An ornate portrait of a not so distant past Within its little hidden details, the story Of a once happy family slowly unravels
Oh goddess of flame, Set this feeble heart on fire, Bind it to your name
Color fades into The vast nothingness of my Ruined soul, now stained
The loneliness doesn't fade The static doesn't dissipate I continuously descend Down, down, down, Where the static crackles forever
Dark Writing and Strange Inspirations
Happiness is easy to achieve
freezing time in those few minutes of bliss after finishing a good book
Life is a bubble, Make it as delusional as possible!
Twirling Through Books Daily
Recommendations and Reviews For Young Adult Books
Balancing Life With Caffeine & Mochas
Live a Little - Laugh a Lot
