yearninglongingto get all my petalsin perfect order shapingworkingnever once contentwith what i am growlingcursinghasting towards alli want to be cryingdefeatonly to let in trueperfection by merely being me

“how do you do it?make up stories in your head?”my best stories awakenwhile sleeping in my bed “what is the originof these tales you reap?”would you believe methey all happen in my sleep fairy tales and dragonsmy magic gathers at its bestbut nothing good will happenif i don’t get enough rest

(No fairy tale today, as I am recovering from the flu 🤧) don’t wish the day awayfor it comes but oncedon’t wish the day was overfor their supply is limiteddon’t with the day be gonefor one day it will be gone for good cherish your time givenfor each second countsone day you might look back … More Poem | don’t wish the day away

the tallest of treesis born from the smallest of seedssuccess is not thelast breath youtake but the veryfirst you give toyour endless dreams

words i dare not trust completelydispatch from your lips so easy“you are beautiful,” you sayquite proudly to me every day“i miss you, my bed feels cold,there’s no one else i long to hold” my heart yearns for your attentionyet my mind works its retentionrefusing stubbornly to believeall the lies my lover tells me he is … More Poem | lies my lover tells me