Poetry

“I am poetry - written on imaginary lines - the words on crumpled up paper - tossed in the trash.

I am poetry - only expressed while in pain - only written down - during bouts of insanity.

I am poetry - in search of peace - while the chaos of this world - continues to haunt me.

I am poetry…

— darkest days - planting gardens in graves by r.h. Sin (85)

Belmont Blues

CXVIII

Move

Abstracts Attract /

Attract Abstracts 

July

2:46am

Sweet Escape

Sunday Morning Girl