April 4

what feels dead is not dead but very much alive, like roots underground in the winter... Perpetual Ice Queen... when u have thyroid issues you are always cold. Maybe this here colorful imagination- where dreams serve as a life raft- save me from the frostbiten realities- that a snowman melts- a flower wilts... the doll gets worn out the harder you love it- will you still love me tmw- and the returning buds tell me yes- every spring- another spring has sprung

me&cat

An Awesome Wave

the anxiety of being forgotten

Like WHite Noise

My thoughts are like white noise, beyond static. all encompassing, the entire heart and all the parts of me; still. stand. inside wait, still. like lightening , snapped. a split second split- in two. as if to strike- sent- fourth- only held. still. in two. never ending. no time has passed. glacial speed melts like a candle. inevitable in this pale life. However, one flame always lit, drowning out the noise of the world, the beats split. craddled by dark dreams, perched inside a glass bulb, waiting for the switch the arc is sustained - in two - split into particles felt across the air 2 to 2 where is the door