I could take a pen and drag across blue and green
And still not find a way forward
I could tiptoe on stories, evergreen
And still want more
I could lay in still waters of blue and green
And know all the future holds
Take each and every past digress
Leave a life untold
For all the colours that make me me
I could shed a thousand tears
And tell a thousand lifetimes
I could cut a smile ear to ear
And still obsess over past times
All the blue and green
That seeps into my skin
Weaves a web of stories left
On fingertips unwilling to begin
A life led by words
Paper-thin
To express the blue and green
About the Creator
Lilia Peters
Day to day: I work full time and feel like my brain gets sucked out of my eyes from the joys of retail and health care. But a girls gotta make a living.
I love exercise, music, art, reading and WRITING. Fantasy/Horror/Romance are my jam.
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Sabotage
Lately I’ve been in a funk where everything can be going right. You know I’m in a happy place talking to who knows, I’m at peace and feel like everything is just going great you know. But once I start seeing that everything is going great for some reason I need to sabotage it. I need to sabotage my happiness and what I have going on in my life so no one else is able to do it for me. Does that make sense? Am I the only one who gets this way?
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