Bury the flowers deep. And unearth the bones. For there is no beauty left. On the surface of Earth. ~S.H.~
Category: Life
Parched letter she wrote. She lets it drift Into the ocean. Lets it float Somewhere far. Thank you inspiration She signed. ~S.H.~
So I’ve been working on a short film for a school event and things have been a little bit busy but exciting! Will see if I can post a video…
I feel the air, Wafting above. Its a grey cloud, Hovering, aloft. You can’t hide it, From me. I feel it seeping in, My bones. And sometimes I, Become engulfed…
“What’s your name?” “Nobody.” “What’s your name?” “Nobody, why do you want to know my name?” “Alright Nobody. Open your heart.” “No!” I snapped. “It’s broken and bruised.” My arms crossed…
Push me To the ground. Heave and spite. Pull me closer to the ground. The ground. I need to feel the ground. The mountain has no peaks. Without the ground.…
Thread along the roads That never fail to hold. Some point in time. History came to find Me, in forms I feared In heartaches and pain. What is there to…