Expression – Sleeping Crystals

Belongs To The Pages

A worn out notebook Blank pages A mind’s best friend A lost soul’s true companion. Twisted words, written backwards But

Pierce of daggers Daggers of witchery Tainted by the enemy’s blood Corrupt intruder With its lack of permission To enter

Ms Bitter comes back With its wrinkled pale skin and haunting aura Ms Bitter pays me a visit every now

Grab your scissors And cut the paper Always on the line Never leave the line. Cut precisely on the lines

Afraid is not the right term, Perhaps, blocked it is With two crossed swords. Guard is up When guard is

Things were not really working out in life. And discussing a difficult situation was my Achilles’ heel, simply because hinding

I hear her echoing voice she asks me why do I fear myself why do I fear my own strength

How to find words to express a broken heart? Right now, all I know is: If I don’t find a

I am tired of writing about pain and suffering, but what other better emotion to make someone want to express

I walk in disguise among those who have their eyes closed, without knowing how to break through the sick world