Who am I ??

Blue crayons

Covered in stains of blue crayons, Bleeding dripping as she walks around!! It runs deep under her skin, In depths of veins, In beats of heart, In air she takes!! She lives in depth of oceans, Hiding the blue she is in!!! 💙💙💙

Trust..

When you welcome strangers in your world as your friend, You don't get to decide if they hurt you or not. You just trust them blindly, You trust them when you turn your back, You trust them not to put a knife in you, You trust them while sharing every piece of your life, You [...]

Insanity

Voices in my head are screaming to set free!!! I wanna hear my own voice, I wanna scream, I wanna know I'm there in this crowd!!! It's been so long living like a ghost now, It's been so long that no one even notices, It's been so long I have heard my own voice, It's [...]

Camouflage

Masking the pain of drowning tears

Slave Of Yours

I'm a slave of yours, Bonded to chains of your memories. Each night I beg to be released off these chains, Each night I try to run away from these dark prisions of my thoughts, Each night I drag myself away from these chambers of your empty promises, Each night they drag me back to [...]

Bridges Between Invisible and Visible

Invisible to many, Visible to love ones. Invisible for love to touch me, Visible for hurt to burn me. Invisible to strangers who were once friends, Visible to friends who once were strangers. Invisible for a world moving too fast for me, Visible to those holding on to me. Invisible is my pain for you, [...]

Unheard Melodies

I was right there between them.  Who??  My friends, The people I know, My family, You my friend, Yes you.  Or Maybe I wasn't not there at all.  But I heard them singing, I heard them all.  They were melodies, some were loud, some were soft.  But no one heard me singing. Why? Why? Was [...]

Wide Awake

I could hear the ticking of the clock, I could here them too they are here my imaginative friends they are here to play. My demons my imaginative friends they are here to visit me again like each day. I could feel them around me, Touching my soul with icy hands travelling down my back, [...]

Paintings On Her Skin

Short story of girl dealing with depression