Now nothing before me
but these fleeting things
Or so it seems
in between moonlit dreams
I would dance on clouds
although it’s not allowed
but even monsters
long for beautiful things.
Now nothing before me
but these fleeting things
Or so it seems
in between moonlit dreams
I would dance on clouds
although it’s not allowed
but even monsters
long for beautiful things.
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