Amour
Your pain is graving in my body, 
deep inside my wrist.
A dark and scary feeling gets discovered through the mist.  
The flowers of the night and sky shall meet the humans soon.
The flames that borrow deep inside will rise up to the moon.
Silently a bird awakes,
greeting a new start.
The hole inside my organs makes me slowly fall apart.

!GENERAL TW FOR OUR ACCOUNT. OUR POEMS ARE MOSTLY VENTS!
 
We are a neurodivergent traumagenic OSDD1b System of 35+.
We will publish some of our poems. 
Some will be in english, some in german.
Please be patient.
Have a great time!
Current host: Dylan -📻