We are girls who dance to rhythm of our sorrows and the beat of our pain. The girls who make music from our whimpers and lyrics from our cries. The girls who bleed to paint the skies while the earth reverbs our buried hearts. We make wings from glass, fragile and breakable yet supportive. We are girls who laugh out loud and weep in silence.

Thoughts and images that turned in tears Tears that remained in pillow folds for years. Cover credits: @Kihi-98

And then my heart bleeds blue.....

My wishes to you, my wishes for you. Things I wish to do with you. They are my secret wishes on shooting stars. Except too fragile to share. Cover credits: @Kihi-98

She skidded to a halt just a few inches away from the brick wall. It was a deadend. In the dark, it loomed over her like a gravestone. She gulped the lump in her throat by this thought that flashed through her brain along with lightning from the sky. Ghoulish, monstrous and inhuman voices were drawing closer slowly and she turned around to face its source. Fear was etched on her whitewashed face. Trembling like a fallen leaf, she gained enough courage to ask the abomination inching closer, "W...wh...who...are...y-you? W-why are you f-following me?" The thing, whatever it was you can't name it, smiled. Venom, cruelty, inhumanity, hence everything evil, dripped from that smile. Then with a voice so chilling, it replied, "Your Reality."

Legend has it, once upon a time, So far away, where Posiedon resides. They met, they fancied. They smiled, they clicked. They sailed away, they went their way. Just one moment, from feet apart, They lived their entire lives; in that love of past.

Slow and steady, subtle yet itching, they're creeping in, they're creeping in, twirling around, twisting in, they're creeping in, they're creeping in. Cover by our awesome: @Kihi-98

When the lips are sealed, the mind begins to talk.

And I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.