Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky

I am his siren, and I sing out for him; FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING is a collection of poetry. © 2017-2018 ally maková, all rights reserved.

Melancholia • A mental condition characterized by great depression of spirits and gloomy forebodings.

TO LIVE IS TO DWELL BEHIND BARS WITH PUPPET STRINGS PULLING US FROM LIMB TO LIMB, BUT BITTERSWEET DEATH'S EMBRACE IS AN ETERNAL FAREWELL. DO NOT FORGET, MY SHATTERED DARLING, THAT DEATH GROWS STRONGER IN THE EMPTY CASKETS OF MY GLASS BONES EVERYTIME I DRAW MY BREATH. POETRY

❝THE POETS ARE GONE. THEIR BODIES HAVE RETURNED TO THE DIRT, NOTHING BUT BONES.❞ A woman of words is like a garden full of weeds and when the weeds begin to grow its like a pen-knife in your heart and then your heart begins to bleed and then your dead. dead. dead. indeed. grabthemonets | all rights reserved © cover designed by @grabthemonets