A Monologue on Rest, Mistakes and Eventual Progress ~ IsleofAtlas
“if you don’t take over rest, rest will overtake you” A Monologue on Rest, Mistakes and Eventual Progress. Been a while. This piece is going to seem like I’m talking to myself a lot…because I am. I took a break from writing last
Before She Could Live ~ Amanda
Bitter yet so sweet How could you fall for a woman like me? Broken, is that how you like them? You know nothing of my scars I could show you, but you would have to unravel my skin Would it be easier to tell? I suppose,
Find me Find her
So I was looking through my archive and I found the piece below. The first piece of writing I ever wrote down. My mom had just giving me an earful about marriage and how to find the one, this is 2012-2013
The Ballerina ~ Ede.N
Death is like the perfect pirouette. In my head, I am the perfect ballerina. I stand tall in the middle of a stage, hands in a graceful arch above my head, legs straight and firm. The pink of my tutu glowing