i'll make sure to record love how i think should be felt

the more I lay still, the more I suffer and the more they and the more we and the more you see my deterioration the desecration, an abomination as I hate myself still more so and shut my eyes yet the hate still grows

hear your homeland calling as it burns to ash. 2017, wiildflowerhoney.

"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were." a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling. completed

~ is that not the perfect visual image of life and death / a fish flapping on the carpet and a fish not flapping on the carpet ~

|| FEATURED IN THE OFFICIAL WATTPAD ANTHOLOGIES PROFILE UNDER THE READING LIST- POETRY COLLECTION || - 5/10/2020 ❝ I cry vices and tragedies, I bleed hopes and memories, Drowning in the ink of melancholy, All you can hear is sins and symphonies. ❞ Misfortune penned when the Sun shone the brightest, yet couldn't light up my heart. Cover by @newsies- she is amazing. Go check her work out!

|| FEATURED IN THE OFFICIAL WATTPAD POETRY PROFILE UNDER THE READING LIST "STYGIAN SKIES-DARK"|| - 24/09/2020 ❝It wasn't lethal when you touched me, It was lethal when I tasted your touch. God forbid, it tasted like a blind's first see, Or a painter saturating his paints with a brush, But you hid the intentions behind the blinding halo, And I forced my eyes to shut. ❞ Ostentatious poetry exemplified, opulent prose to epitomize. 🥈 The Budding Stars Awards 🥈 The Watermelon Awards 🥈 The BridgeSociety Poetry Awards Cover by the spectacular @sereneur

poems as delicate as the fruit itself, and as thought-provoking as the sour aftertaste. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2019 Kate H. > third place winner of the gem-mers awards poetry section 2020

When you're at an airport, there's nowhere to go but up. entry for @sidehustle © eternitea40 | 2020

the ghost of you keeps me awake [editor's choice 2021 | poetry] [cover by @qixing]