by breathwords | Feb 7, 2018 | Bittersweet Breaths, Extended Exhalations
we cut the rope made of daisy chains, exhaled the barbed fear thorns in our way we were drowning in a deluge of doubt, clamoring towards the surface, struggling to find a way out but, these flowers are breaking like waves against our skin, a cleansing rush of soft...
by breathwords | Jan 3, 2018 | Words of Wisdom
by breathwords | Aug 28, 2016 | Bittersweet Breaths, Drink In the Dark
you wove your words into my skin, planted them like roses to bloom, and i felt them blossom, bringing thorns with them you hid pain in prettiness as those thorns cut deep, slicing open my veins, filling me with your hostility and that carefully disguised rage ...
