Its 3:00 am and I’m drowning again
You come to my room and perch on my back
Dragging me back to shore
Thank you
I can breathe better now
Its 3:00 am and I’m drowning again
You come to my room and perch on my back
Dragging me back to shore
Thank you
I can breathe better now
I cry a lot more often nowadays I cry at the beautiful flowers I cry at the rain I cry for myself and those I love I cry for those who I’ve yet to meet I cry for those I’ve lost I just keep crying
She sets time aside for herself The black mirror displaying that which she find arousing Moments that normally evade her come to mind Adding to the intensity of this experience A muffled constant buzz sounds out Its rhythmic pattern undoing the tension of everyday life replacing the tension with a warm fuzz From that grows…
All The Things I Love | Pt. 1 The Beginning To understand why individuality and self-expression became such important themes for me, we have to go back to my childhood. As a young child, I was loud, playful, and full of energy. I laughed too hard, played too much, got into trouble with friends, and…
I wish I could go on that vacation you asked me to go to with you But today is not that day I wish I could sit in the sand and gaze at the sea I wish i could smile at myself and say i’m alright But today is not that day Today I’m drowning…
What I’ve been doing to get ready for my first ART fest!
I can’t sing with you here I can’t dance with you here I can’t smile with you here I can’t laugh with you here I can’t breathe with you here