It’s quiet- For the first time in weeks My room is boiling- My breath hyperventilating But it’s not making me crash I feel stationary
Everything is a little off- My mind is wandering, My heart is quaking, My lungs are contracting
I’m waiting for you to come back I know when you do I’ll be fixed Whether we text or call- Or even make a tiktok ai image When you’re here I don’t mind the heat I don’t even feel the pain All I feel is you
of the first season when all is anew babys being born,a blessing for me and you won't you walk through the lilies through the sky,blue I thought we may have met when our dreams lifted,brand new
i wrote this as my heart conversed with me for a while
The puppet said to the sun, “Never shine upon me.” And then it said to the clouds, “Do not hide me from the light.” And then it gnashed its teeth at the sky, saying, “I never asked to be seen I never asked to be hidden I only asked to be free.”