My
My past shaped me into a proud woman.
No regret what so ever.
My present wants to mould me in something I’m not.
Heartbreak lines appear.
My future is a pencil line.
I carry the eraser.
-Driandayaba-
27-04-2016
My past shaped me into a proud woman.
No regret what so ever.
My present wants to mould me in something I’m not.
Heartbreak lines appear.
My future is a pencil line.
I carry the eraser.
-Driandayaba-
27-04-2016
In order 2 sustain, love must B able 2 survive outside the bubble. It’s a moment in our created timeline, carrying insecurity as a name. It’s the boarder that pulls us in and out our comfort zone. It’s like sleeping with windows open regarding the weather. It’s not seeing the other in the flesh for…
Unconsolable beautiful words embedded in my bones & flesh. Tears of despair sing their lullaby. A friend or foe who visits in my dreams with a message. A hand, a kiss of an total stranger that unlocked free will. I feel so I am. To tremble and shudder when I unleashed with a sigh once…
I observe, ask, listen, speak, open up……A crack emerging once again. Uncontrollable craving shows his face. I react, share, touch, sigh, reflect……I’m content, experiencing calmness. Until the cycle is complete…… 10-03-2016 _Driandayaba_
I still see you in, Could have been Should have been Almost was I still feel you in, despair Taste you in, The salt within my tears Accept the struggles within -Driandayaba-
We Crave We Ask Rewards Contentment Declines Acceptance. We Please We Offer Rewards Contentment Declines Acceptance. I Yearn I Take Content & Accepted. –Driandayaba–
At times it feels like I want to explode. Shatter my feelings around and not worry where they would land. And then…… serenity took over by leaving anguish behind. It fills me up and let’s me float. A constant want turns into a need. 10-03-2016 _Driandayaba_