sin as sweet as wine.

i shall wear a necklace of flowers and dangle from cherry blossom branches.

because sometimes words are like paint splatters; messy, chaotic and leaving their imprint on any canvas they come in contact with. but also full of life and colour, and just like a masterpiece, is capable of being interpreted in 7 billion different ways. #132 - 22/10

in which a girl writes down her thoughts on tattered blue pages, with only a worn-out copy of the Quran, a long dress, two granola bars, three dollars and her Lord to guide her while surviving on the streets of New York City. ~ They say that somewhere along the road of this twisted life, you'll find yourself, That you'll become the good person you were always meant to be, But as I trudged down the isolated streets, I wondered how I was going to find myself, my тяυє self, When I was already so ｌｏｓｔ [All Rights Reserved @FallingFeather] {Cover by @Zammurad}

Hey, okay this book is about some poems that I've read before and felt connected to them when I read them and wanna share them with you guys.. The poems aren't mine so I take no credit on them PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS BOOK ISINT TO JUSTIFY THE FACT THAT ITS RIGHT TO HURT OURSELVES. THE REASON IM SHARING THIS BOOK IS BECAUSE SOMETIMES I CAN RELATE AND WOULD REALLY LOVE TO HELP THOES WHO COMMENT AND MAKE SURE THEY ARE DOING GOOD AND BE THERE FOR THEM AS A FRIEND. IM SORRY IF YOU THINK IM TRYING TO JUSTIFY THAT THIS IS RIGHT AND I WANT PEOPLE TO HURT THEMSELVES AND GET MORE DEPRESSED. THATS NOT WHAT I WANT

we were wraiths, haunting our own existence © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017

we were kids in the dark | i will be writing about topics such as suicide and death, for your own safety if you get triggered by any of these things please don't read this. I don't want you to be hurt.

we were drowning in madness © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017

we are gods slowly fading from mortal memories © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017

❀ a collection of poetry and prose focusing on decay (abscission) and growth (efflorescence). ❀ pieces were written from 2016-2018. collection completed october 22, 2018. ❀ highest rank: #1 in poetrybook, #2 in gardens © Kimberly Anastasia