Inspired by a small panic attack I had earlier today.
A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
My girlfriend has anosmia (lacking sense of smell) and I promised to try describing scents so she never feels left out. I was thinking about it and that's how I wrote this short, simple piece. Enjoy!
âsome days i feel everything at once. other days i feel nothing at all. i donât know whatâs worse: drowning beneath the waves, or dying from the thirst.â ~o.m
basically i thought i knew what i was writing about but then i hated it and kept going anyway and this is the product of that
Silence falls, spirits cease to seethe, Lay down your worries now,
And breathe, my child, just breathe.
What is love?
It's a long one, a long ride, this lack of romance takes you on. Hold on.
btw i tried to get a tan, but remebered, my skin tones are "albino" and "tomato"
We rise from sleep, we rise from a fall, we rise from agony.
A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
My girlfriend has anosmia (lacking sense of smell) and I promised to try describing scents so she never feels left out. I was thinking about it and that's how I wrote this short, simple piece. Enjoy!
âsome days i feel everything at once. other days i feel nothing at all. i donât know whatâs worse: drowning beneath the waves, or dying from the thirst.â ~o.m
basically i thought i knew what i was writing about but then i hated it and kept going anyway and this is the product of that
Silence falls, spirits cease to seethe, Lay down your worries now,
And breathe, my child, just breathe.
What is love?
It's a long one, a long ride, this lack of romance takes you on. Hold on.
btw i tried to get a tan, but remebered, my skin tones are "albino" and "tomato"
We rise from sleep, we rise from a fall, we rise from agony.