Inner realms

Stumbling on words

are there any angels left singing ?

Running through my veins

is shock on seeing the inner

I don't know when it turned

confused about how as well

Breaking down my defences

Only one realm of pure light

is this necessary chaos

to create a shift to harmony

to the feminine?

One small hour walking in the rain

October memories will remain

They have slain July

It was all a dream anyway

Spinning shadows in my mind

crying, laughing loudly

no words that can fill my soul

laying down I want to forget the world

I hurt tonight

solidtude is my friend too often

in this poetry

in one moment I knew all