Hoodies And Mascara Stains.Sitting alone on his bed, coldness distilling in the air,Hoodies And Mascara Stains.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
a river of tears is frozen on his face.
Shadows blotch his room, the walls,
the corners littered with garbage,
and his little yellow love letter...
The shadows hovering over him, he clutches his hoody,
staring at the mascara stain;
soaking it again, with his own tears.
MeI am freckled shoulders and bruised kneesMe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am lanky limbs and pallid flesh
I am messy hair and off-white teeth
I am the rings under my eyes
and the bump in my nose
I am scarred eyelids and chapped lips
I am blue veins and protruding bones
I am imperfection
I am beautiful
And I am me
What Was ItWas that when I lost something?What Was It2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What was it,
gone with my cheerful nature?
Gone with my contendness?
Gone with something I lost.
Something I lost and forgot about.
What was it?
It was the light in my heart
that made me believe
and never lose my hope.
It was the light that could stop every monster
The light only a pure and honest heart could have.
I didn't lost the light, but got hurt, more than ever something hurted me.
And then the light just felt like a empty whole, that lost all love and dreams.
I thought I lost my hope, my dreams and everything that made me happy
but I was filled with shadows and couldn't see nor feel the light I have inside.
And now I start glowing.. and there will be more colours than ever and I will be healed