~Cassandra


Not Myself Right Now Pt. IIHow can I begin to explain something so unexplainable even if it could take away the pain? Yet I know, it could not. One does not understand such sorrow.Not Myself Right Now Pt. II
How can I annunciate my feelings as they come out as words? What would these words create? I know they could make sentences into paragraphs, and stories thatd only be misunderstood.
My current illumination may not spread ink into your veins, nor create declaration. Still Id throw words astray, ink them to trees, and live to tell life of disarray:
My sho


Raw SkinThose woods were shunned. Every inch endlessly undone. Every bare tree stood with individuality. Something about them was said prone to condemn-- only so it was thought, but her bitter claims were not bought.Raw Skin
Mothers conclusions always true-- drew small conscious thoughts that mother knew well of her daughters dirty hands-- though she would not dare touch the strands of her own greasy hair, of her haunting experience-- the reason she cared.
Older, but not yet wise, hovering over her daughter, mother


RelapseIn duration, time has strayed, it only passed by-- it hadnt betrayed-- it only left me lifeless. In ruthless return, I ignored my fate.Relapse
Id pay.
Years being broken hours-- endured my hearts stay beneath clock towers-- had I woke from my coma. Big hand hit me hard, but not into place. I paid.
Clocks in sync with my heartbeat. So loudly sang, damn song of defeat. Taunts till the day is done. And more. Time will always win beyond forever-- we die.
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