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Between Words


There are regions of the brain

that intimacy is disfiguring

only for heartache to restore it

 

and during those hectic phases

I think of being submerged

in the Freedom from both

is infinitely dull;

 

so this is where I fetch

flowers for you

just to pause

The Consequences of Despair.

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serenajimenez10

Like everyone else, I've gone through my hardships and I know there are more to come. I've lost friends whom were close to me, I've suffered with grades in school, and I have my own family issues. I used to write with a pessimistic perspective, as you'll see in my earlier writings, but people change with time. I don't want to view what has happened and what will happen through a dark haze. I now write with a more hopeful attitude despite if I'm sad or angry. By reading these, you're getting to know the inner me and though I encourage constructive criticism, for that reason, please be honest and kind. Thank you and, by the way, it's nice to meet you! ;)

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