i am not a poet these are not poems it is just that i have spilled my angst all over the page vomited my emotions with pen & brush let loose my haunted demons my most lovely beasties they wrap & wind & let me know i am never alone not so long as i…
Tag: ink drawing
this hole in me
part of me is missing maybe you know where it is? every morning i wake up knowing it’s another day feeling lost that it is another day another day another night i go to bed knowing that my morning my next day will bring more of the same & i want to scream sometimes i…
heartbreaking
you can make me cry you can break my heart what’s so special about that my heart breaks so easily it’s ridiculous you can make me cry so what anyone can you aren’t special © quixotic mama 2018 see more of my art & writing over at quixotic mama the image is an original…
hurting
you can’t put your pain in front of someone else’s happiness you can’t let your own darkness eclipse everyone else’s light you can’t because who are you then? you are the monster you fear the most. taking what has hurt you & hurting others with it. © quixotic mama 2018 for more of my…
out of my head
i’m so sick of me i’m so tired of always being in my head i want out not to be someone else just not to be me for a little while or ever… but i’m so rooted rooted in who i am celebrating my shortcomings & downfalls crawling about the labyrinths of my mind cackling…
unraveling me
i need this day to blow itself away as sad sings in my heart & i wonder where does the wonder the wonder i spill from me for the world to see where does the wonder go? is it looked after? cared for… nurtured? these parts of me i share does someone love them? as…
