negative filter

barely poetic brain matter.

the centaur

Aurelia is a princess; a queen to be. She's rich, she owns every fancy dress a girl could hope for. Her parents will give her attention at the simple request for it. No siblings to compete with, no life to fight for. Yet, somehow, she hates her life with every fiber of her being. She hates the way her land is ruled, s...

sea

❝her mind was a sea and the waves are angry.❞

in one sentence

from fridges to zen

is it still a joke now?

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

three am.

you haven't really met me until it's three am and we're all alone.

Heartbroken

Silence.

I will continue to add poems here, gradually.

dear you

❝ teardrops blurred the skies that she's lost ❞