My tender heart abandoned and betrayed, Once steady nerves now shattered and decayed. Anguish and despair, searing and unfiltered, Leaving me lost and bewildered.
Dagaz and the Magician
Tapestry of Light
I spoke, but the wind exhaled my words away whispering them to the leaves instead.
From Sorrow’s Depths
A glass of fire, both bitter and sweet, Whiskey in hand, now tainted, not so neat. Shards of trust deeply cut, their edges raw A sudden plunge, a pit I never saw.
Lost in a Sea of Clichés
Lost in a sea of clichés drifting on phrases worn thin, where every “it’ll be okay” feels like a stone tied to my skin.
my letters from beyond the fire 