drowning
in waves
of white cotton
my life
right now
is warm drinks
and long cries
anxiety
and pleasure
mixed together
in all it's
bittersweet glory
abstract paintings
and black walls
encase my identity
all the things
that i love
about the world
are here
all the things
that wake me
from a sweet
saturdays slumber
reside here as well.
withering
leafy plants
are my barrier
they hold me
and crumble
then bring me
back to
a safe haven,
the ways
that this
indescribable
place
make me feel.
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flecks of charisma
Poetry(old bad poetry don't read pls ahhh) flecks of charisma is a quintessential guide to not knowing how you're feeling, not knowing how to deal with it, but knowing how to adjust your life around it. some days are tough and some days can elongate into...
