My legs are stuck in a trance. Winter arrives before the wolves suspect, and a big blizzard hits. Will they all be able to survive the harsh weather? Hey all! I wrote a little poem today about how I've sorta felt during this quarantine, with isolation and dealing with solitude. It's also a special post because all of the pictures used in this were ... I need to live, not just survive It is time for Fact #4! Ready to learn more about me?? Somebody love me.
Kidding 😅 Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!! See the sailing ships by the shore of the sea...
The world has tilted on its axis, leaving me to free fall into a new life. But in the beginning of something new, things are always dim and chaotic.
Needed an outlet to display my poems. More are to come. Please don’t be afraid to follow, and message with questions or your idea of what it may mean. i keep running straight in what i think is the direction west as i scramble and stagger through the dark oak trees.
this is a bit long btw Perhaps not every day in it is a good one, but every year is a win. Never give up In our relationship, I'm the one that dies Think of your wildest dream. Think of everything you can do.