❝S h e who uses intimacy as a way of trying to forget.❞ All rights reserved. @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2019

Forgive me...if I can't forgive you..

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

First place on a poetry contest.

Waking up in her fantasy is a beautiful daydream Wherein she had left her heart until the very end..

As she silently watched those falling leaves, one by one, she could almost felt her broken heart slowly dying, too. Every fragilepiece of it was a torture. Every falling leaf was her hope.

Lady Knight goes on a quest to find the Golden Key of her dreams. Will she find the magical Key? What will she learn about herself on the journey? Follow her epic adventures in verse to discover the secret of the Golden Key.

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.