Dried Ink

LAST NIGHT’S LOVE STORY

At the dead of the night, you listen to my heartbeat, Dancing to the rhythm of my breath as I sleep You are so in love with who I am Because I am your child   You live within me and flourish around me In my dreams, you are light Beaming bright, warding off the… Continue reading LAST NIGHT’S LOVE STORY

Dried Ink

ROOTS

Often times, we lie to ourselves We find solace in burying our pain deep We forget that these things buried alive¬† Grow roots and feed off our hearts   We convince ourselves that we are okay¬† we blind our eyes to our pain Ignoring the constant jabs and pokes at our wounds, Constantly salting it… Continue reading ROOTS