The melody of the city Oh London, I was dreaming about you again. I woke up disoriented, homesick for your foreign magic, your crowded streets and your Victorian architecture. Yearning for your bittersweet taste & the sweet, cool smell of your early mornings. I’m craving for your sights to touch my eyes again. I want … Continue reading London, my beloved
this song on repeat. my dress of the day before on the carpet. my eyes red from hopelessness. my fingernails uneven. my hair undone and falling out. my wrinkled nightgown. my damaged skin and bruised bones. my dreamcatchers defect. my polaroids fading. my unmade bed. the unfinished books on my nightstand. the cups of coffee … Continue reading i write when i’m sad #Poem
I didn’t realise how far gone I was, how I lost myself, until I found little pieces of myself back again in places I hadn’t been for a long time. I found parts in the mirror on my wardrobe, in lyrics of the songs that I once wrote, in the laughter of my family and … Continue reading L.o.s.t.m.y.s.e.l.f. #Thoughts
my dreams were big. i gave my all, but i gave way too much. i ignored my intuition and acted out of reason. something i should never do again. so i guess this situation i got trapped in is the result of not listening to my heart. i’m so sorry to myself. these high hopes … Continue reading Twist of faith #Thoughts
I’m hiding behind my words, but never have I been more honest Continue reading Honest #LittlePoetry #29
y o u o n l y w a n t t o s e e m e i n t h e d a r k wh er e y ou r ey es can’ t s ee m e Continue reading don’t you?
it both chokes me and frees me, haunts me and inspires me, breaks me and heals me, leaves a bittersweet aftertaste in the corners of my mouth. the night holds my heart in the way you used to hold this damaged organ. i remember how you held my hand, unwillingly to let go, while strolling … Continue reading melancholia #thoughts