I grow flowers.
To add colour
to my garden,
to my life.
.
To keep pests away
from my plants,
from my soul.
To collect them
to decorate my home,
to decorate your grave.
Month: August 2025
Relations
Sweet youth
first experiences
first disappointments.
Feeling, hurting.
Loving, hating.
Living, loosing.
Birthing, burying.
Take care of my body.
I have already burnt out my soul.
Empty
I have been here before.
I have seen this before.
Empty head.
Empty heart.
It is proof, that I had a life worth living.
All my scars, my tears.
It is proof, that I had a life worth living.