Mystical Diva
Microbiologist || Poet || Skincare Consultant || Beauty Enthusiast || Entrepreneur
Member Since: 1 year ago
TRIBUTES TO THE CHILD I NEVER WAS Told my mom, I was going to be fine, I lied. I wasn't fine yesterday, nor the days prior. I wasn't going to be fine tomorrow, or the days after. The death stench, stinks so bad. I could feel it in my bones, sensed its fluttering wings, sereneding me, in its cold embrace, saw it in my visions, as death called. Still, here I am, firmly rooted, within my thoughts, in silence, acting as the perfect blank canvas, with no memories, to reminisce about, bidding good-...
GOOD-BAD EVENINGS It's harder in the evenings, all the weight atop my head, falls on my shoulders, then it all comes crashing down. I've got mixed feelings about evenings, I love 'cus I get to be alone in my thoughts, free from all the prying eyes, just my thoughts, the sky and I. I hate 'cus I come down from my high, in successive waves of roiling emotions, leaving me bare in the stifling silence, raw from all the gaping wounds. I love, I hate, I hate, I love, in a viscous cycle, waiting to...
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