Tale about being seen

If you cannot see her
see her as the one you seek
see her as the one she is
then burn her
please burn with her
because she cannot drown again
she cannot drown alone.
You never really saw her
saw her as how soft she was
saw her fragile in those hands of yours
so burn her
please burn with her
because she cannot drown again
she cannot drown alone, again.

Putting on a face can be the hardest thing ever.

Keeping the connection – About taking the next step

I remember standing on the same field where I spent most of the past unnerving months. Listening to the same three accords throughout a song reminded me of time passing, of the feeling of spending time with people while doing something special together. Studying for an exam, rehearsing a song, going on a trip -…

Of memories and ashes

Once you were thereTwo minutes afterWith coffee and rainI will rememberThe way that we wereThe world has felt whole. Once we were thereIt was a ThursdayWith tea and a smileI will always rememberIt made me forgetThat the world has got holes. I want this to beThe one thingTo hold on toTo fill up the holesWe…

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About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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