Dazzled, frazzled, bedazzled
on psychotic color…
Disturbed, I flower upon
you, on you, your flavored
rainbow…
Clenched, I try to smile,
but all it does is run in
hues, creating more
madness…
For I am sugar coated,
wanting to dye on you….
Film, Music, and Television Critic
MY DARK THOUGHTS....ADULT CONTENT
A Student Literary Journal
reflection + romance + release
take a trip with me to the darkside
Rippling Juices Of The Bright Eyes
Thoughts on an ever-evolving life
. . .can you imagine?
During the days in which I choose to conform, I do so with a specific feeling in mind that I want to achieve. A sort of climax that I aim to reach. A feeling effortlessly maintained between the ages of 6-9 and again between the ages of 13-15, when being a girl was simply one of the numerous ways of being.
Views of a Dandelion Girl
Poetics & Rumens
Paranormal Author, Artist & Empath. Follow Sheila on Twitter, Facebook & Instagram! @sheilareneeparker
PoeticDarkness 
Ádhamh
Madness can be so colorful!
angelicdarkness70
Never was normal lol
Ádhamh
Being normal is overrated. We are sane, the rest are insane. 😉