Dance with me under the moonlight Hold me deep into the night 📷Pinterest

my penumbral pen rises with a mind of its own battling beautiful lies on a barren landscape yet the benison bountiful bleeds #loveletters #OurPoetryX #UnchainedSymphonies

A heart that's ticking and a soul that's drifting... one bound by time, the other by tides, rarely ever in sync, but both aching for the same shore.

satisfying painting 🥹

Yeah it’s 2025 and Metallica is still rockin'

the cutest stained glass art

i carry a tenderness so vast it could flood a whole world. and i also carry a darkness deep enough to swallow it whole. i am both the ache and the silence, the flood and the void… existing as a contradiction no one can quite hold without breaking

happiness heaves heaviness, eviscerates dangerous darkness; obscures oppressive, ominous nightly nuisances; incapacitates insidious shadows, so sortilege screams; streams truly transformative images into incantations. inamorato creatures can’t come close to curse. #firewords280

When we saw light for the first time, no one told us life would be a dance on roses. But let’s have fun while we’re here, in this short time we have. ✨

Love it or hate it, I'm just doing me.

When you realize the monsters under the bed are the real good guys…

You sit at the table with your executioner, though the face across from you is hidden behind a mask of practiced smiles. Each word that slips into the air carries its own poison, seeping slowly into you, hardening your heart while feeding it with lies. 1/3

Sitting in the rain, waiting for my next bad decision to arrive.

My flowers grow in the dark 🌺

Butterflies? Naw, I carry insect repellent mofo...

Judge me, I already know most wouldn't survive it.

And this... The thorn I sharpen For the strike Who haunts me The grey skies I wait for The moment that drops slow Till all ticking Stops And penance Comes For peace For oblivion In the eleventh hour.....

the unbearably bearable memories take root in the ribs, feeding on pain to stay green. teaching you what must be borne becomes bearable, even acceptable, with the flow of time. 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ #vss365 #bearable #Firewriters35

Thunder strums throughout midnight skies, lightining clashing like abrupt cymbals... #10WordsPoet