MelanieLyn~

her dreams and hopes take flight on paper wings, only to become aesthetic.

[parchmentwingdreams]

of dreams and challenges

they say the best place to paint your dreams is within sleep, the possibility to create anything- but then when you wake you're faced with challenges, that you never imagined and you're left wondering if you'll make it through in one piece, or how you'll manage, because you never saw this coming, but you know in your heart, that surviving is the only option.

[parchmentwingdreams]

down the rabbit hole

I've shot myself in the foot by letting you walk out that door, without even a thought of looking back yet I find myself still chasing you, unable to give up the ecstasy in which I have bathed in. so here I sit alone, wondering which road to travel down, because my mind is lost down this rabbit hole.

[parchmentwingdreams]

manifestation

ink flows through her veins while parchment is laid out, bandaging her wounds created by her childhood- bleeding out the pain, raising her voice in words to the non-believers

[parchmentwingdreams]

echoes in chaos

words of anger ignite a flame of rage, drowning within lies and chaos of he said, she said bullshit- becoming so lost so only echoes ring out within the chaos

[tonnaradipassanti]

From imgfave.com

[parchmentwingdreams]

a story of old

sepia photograps tell the story of those who have passed-

indelible words spoken from the uneducated, opinions masked within ethics the minds keep playing those haunting memories- unable to escape old instruction of filigree footwork and eagle-eye focus an orator continues to tell the story of fallen soldiers, and updates on those whom have returned home

augment memories begin to sink in, and, finally, opaque realizations awaken- denouement now understood in our history.

[parchmentwingdreams]

white blankets

silence screams truths of frozen death seasons change rapidly until white blnket cover mother earth

[parchmentwingdreams]

when the dead become human

we ran like vampires from a thousand burning suns, trying to save a radioactive love between two undead hearts, the silence of night becomes shelter from critics, lost in the woods feeding on emotions ike the prey we stalk only to find, the real challenge was trying to be human