Heartleap
Відкрити в Telegram
"I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words." @postcaardsbot
Показати більшеКраїна не вказанаКатегорія не вказана
244
Підписники
Немає даних24 години
-17 днів
-130 днів
Архів дописів
244
Repost from 𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷 𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼
Give me a wall
Not paper, not canvas,
but a vast, forsaken wall
standing alone in the middle of nowhere.
I need it.
I need a place big enough
for everything trembling inside my hands.
For the colors that bleed into each other,
for the lines that tremble,
for the dots that scatter like broken thoughts
until all of it
drowns
into black.
I don’t want to paint anything specific.
I only want the rush,
the fever,
the violent need to release
what I can no longer hold.
There is a war inside me,
a chaos without mercy,
a soft, quiet destruction
that keeps asking to be born.
So give me a wall
as wide as the world,
so I can tear myself open upon it.
Let me be its god
to create,
to ruin,
to abandon.
Isn’t that what gods do?
Raise a universe with trembling hands,
then walk away
as it aches,
as it collapses,
as it dies
the way something inside me
dies
every
single
day.
Luna - 2025
244
I wish I was a wild tree
The wind will blow to refreshen me
I change my covers and change my leaves
But trees look very lonely
Looks like I'll just be myself
244
because it is raining, and the first autumn rain is always something that should be celebrated 💌🧺
