Don’t mind me talking to those who left

Where are you and why aren‘t you him?

I know it‘s unfair of me
to come you with such a broken heart
but I never asked you to fix it
just to hold it
for a second.

Where are you right now?
I want to go there
to put my thoughts somewhere
they do not fit here
ever.

Where are you and why aren‘t you him?

Do you ever just want to
rip off your skin
to check if your bones
look just like everyone else’s?
Have you ever felt something
that wasn‘t real
but still hurts?
Yes?
Please make love to me,
but don‘ tmind me talking to someone who has already left.


Lately, I am enjoying to just let my thoughts go somehwere or to someone not available anymore and I just let the words come out.
“Feels almost like they were heard, right?”, my witch giggles.
Yes, it actually does.

Unloved tale

OnceWhen someone had herShe was almost lovedBut then this someone thought:”I can’t be allShe’d ever known”And he let her go. And She ranShe ran too fastWhen she ranShe ran too far ThenShe was found againBy another strange manWho loved her recklesslyLove turned to painAnd carved his sinInto her skin And she fledShe fled too fastWhen…

Just a haunted girl scaring her friends – Writing update!

Intrigued. And quite as bit terrified.Those were the exact same words I got as feedback from my friends whom I’d recently handed the first pages of the witching novel to. Seems like I’ve accomplished my task, right? I’m the haunted girl scaring all her friends!No, but really. It felt as if I was understood through…

Tale about the softest secret

This tale is about a girl I once knew. This girl could not go anywhere without her lovely white shoes. Made of cotton, their rim did not reach her ankles, giving away how thin they were. Their soles were so slim, she felt the earth with every step. Those shoes she needed so dearly were…

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

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