I’m here again
In front of a candle
It is lit, it wanes , it roars
It scares me
I’m hesitant to let it guide me
What if I drop it?
Like I’ve done the others?
A candle graveyard
Lies behind me
Melted beyond recognition
Shame is mixed into the soppy wax of these past failures
What I’ve been doing to get ready for my first ART fest!
Unpacking My Art Pt. 2 The Art The Meaning For three years, I drew what inspired me—things I imagined, pieces of the world I loved, and portraits for others. But this year, for my birthday, I decided it was time to create something for myself. I started these drawings around January and ended up finishing…
Living is overstimulating Let me be a stone
The moon is bright tonight I stare at it a while from the window of my moonlit cage I caress the bars that lock me in so comfortably I’m alright here Locked away from everyone and everything Though, I wonder at times Would the moon look better outside this cage? If I were in a…
I like it when its windy indoors My fan is on all hours of the day The noise soothes me And the leaves of my plants waving in the wind Pleases me The breezes have the softest touch No human could ever replicate And so that’s why I treasure the kind of peace That settles…
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…