Masterlist

Masterlist

All of my poems in one place :)

wishes

ghost of you

buzz

what's it like?

do i love him?

let go

autumn

answers

hate your love

toxic

how much you meant to me

out of love

too much

time

curious fear

sciamachy

trying

idc

did i know you?

colours

This dreary morning January rain Falling onto icy snow Makes my eyes feel Heavy and tired

Roads caked with slush Cars splash through Brownish gray waves And I fall Down into the sludge

I sink like this month This month of melancholy I am crumbling Into these dirty waters Let me sleep in them

Let me sleep until This downpour lets up Until then I am fatigued These rains Beat me into submission

Art is art <3

“I just think you should sing no matter what you sound like and draw or paint no matter what it looks like.”

—

“The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.”

— Yasmin Mogahed

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

I will say it again : nothing is permanent

Coming to terms with loss is one of the most gut wrenching experiences. You are completely helpless, you begin to realize nothing ever belonged to you or was yours to begin with.