Queen of Dreams
She’s a queen until she wakes up.
She’s a queen until she wakes up.
The begging of a friend for their dearest. . .
Childhood daydreams to something real. . .
I wrote this last summer, in the most south-westerly part of Britain.
Poem about my world.
I wasn't even heartbroken, only disappointed in myself.
I wrote this to learn to write Ballads. Wanted to post this and some short stories I'm working on. Is meant to be like a myth.
A collection of feels like an advice from a mirror.
Thoughts towards the person who makes you feel just right.
Sorrows of a broken heart thinking to themselves about that one they thought were theirs. . .
What she didn't say but not from her perspective
inspired by the work of william shakespeare and lewis carroll
You were born into light & that's where you live (see: NaPo week '26)
If a tree falls in the forest / But won't let anyone hear it / Did it ever even fall? (see: NaPo week '26)
a fear of being witnessed (see: napo week '26)