"Like money and riches human wishes as there identity shimmer faked through like copied mirrors , he who holds my heart earns me not be covered in sheets but scars of truth and remedy. No golds or even pearls may I consider my finest treasures as I only find value on deep love with no measures. Yet me your hands to hold I may goal, let us join not only that but our soul. I don't want the stars and moon for I dream be taken back to that warm June. " (poem- "Desires and Need" ) ************************************************** -This are just poems and random thoughts that have been inspired by real feelings and emotions in each and every day of our life's experiences and just maybe it'll help you think about your life too. Requests or advice welcomed, inbox or comments (Pictures displayed not owned by author )

Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishes. To someone who believes that Quinn needs to be a size zero to be labeled as 'beautiful.' If she isn't, why in the world will anyone care to love her? She's disgusting. Worthless. An enormous sailboat that makes the world sink. But how long will it take until she sinks herself?

the kind of poems you only write when it's raining and 3am. book cover design by @_wacKo x