"My Bruised Words" - by Adrina Zhong
I dream of control
I dream of holding them steadily
They scrawl so gently
On my brain.
I am mindless
I am spineless
My little bruised words
Their screaming caged
By my ignorance.
A Tiny Story
Darkness does not fall.
I really liked Ashes2Ashes's TS for my Black Rain illustration, and ...
The darkness of the sky reigned over me,
but fight I will,
for the light.
I can handle droplets, but when an entire storm rains on me, I'll need your umbrella.
The blackness of the sky came down to tempt my dreams.
But it underestimates my umbrella, my dedication.