I want to show you
the roses
that grew
in those
raindrops of mine
while you were
gone.
I wanted to show you
oh so many
things just
before we
entered the
afterward.
While I was chasing
and dreaming
and collecting
the seeds for
tomorrow
the night grew
long.
I always wondered
what roses
could grow
and how
raindrops
would feel
if you
could be here
in the
afterward.
Written all those times when I promised myself „one day, but not today“.
“And not tomorrow”, my witch giggles over my shoulder.
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…
Mistress witch writes 