I’m still gathering myself
I am still gathering myself From all the moments I bleed Some crawling back, some I have yet to meet If you ever find a piece of me Don't touch...
Rooms
Rooms where I struggled to breathe are quieter now Temperature’s a bit colder But lighting is better somehow Here outside, the air is heavier But at least finally mine No...
Beautiful
Pieces on the floor, are you missing any? Will you ever be whole, there are so many. Gather every last piece if you dare, For you are a unique puzzle,...
If Sadness was a Flower
That moment, in the dead of the night I saw how the pieces fit just right All my life I was at war with the peace Things make so much...