eros the bittersweet

savage light | poem twenty five

the twisted, jaded
darkness
envelops my
mind,
my fear
unbound
and my own gloom
eating all that
has been


halted, the very
second i
became yours.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.