Artistic SoulArtistic Soul I am happiestArtistic Soul
with a camera in my hands, music in my ears, and beauty stretching out before me
Unsent LettersUnsent Letters If I have stumbled out of line and fallen wayward Let me just say that it was all to catch your beautiful eye Because your attention means the more than just the world to meUnsent Letters
If I have crossed a boundary and done you wrong May I please interject that I only wanted to hear your melodic voice Because even the angriest words sound like heaven to my unworthy ears
If I have upset the balance and spoken out of turn Can I not reason with you that when you turn around to face me I lose all the air inside of my lungs and I feel the heat of the sun grace my face &nb
Memory LaneMemory Lane The asphalt contorts, twists, and conforms to the wear, Discoloured gray stretching onward, indefinitely (I long for the end, But I know it does not exist). I cannot turn back, and I cannot look away, I fumble through my mistakes; it’s like walking on glass (It hurts And I have to keep going). The sleet cuts through my translucent skin Etching all of my hurt down into my brittle bonesMemory Lane
(You cannot see my scars,
But I can still feel them). My knees crash into the cold gray asphalt, Leaving dark smears and cracked fears (Just let me go, &
| My name is Alyssa-Anne, and I'm 18 years old. I've been writing for around 5 years now. I've had some basic teaching from public school; but I am mostly a self taught writer. |
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//its the choices in the present that can decide the future of our past regrets.//
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