Skyleeric

Joined November 2021

4 stories

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This is my life. Peace & Love. War & Hatred.

The duality of knowing and being the good and the bad within yourself. ✨✨

Follow if you want to grow on this journey with me. 🌱

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Dear Nia.
A Poem: Dear Nia. Her eyes were like orbs such a deep brown, that if you looked for too long you feel like you would drown.
By Skyleeric4 years ago in Poets
Flightless
She was expected to fly, Every day she wakes up on the edge, The edge of praying she would have died, And the edge of being grateful for her first breath.
By Skyleeric4 years ago in Poets
Therapy
The inside of my stomach starts to turn and for the first time in years I feel sick. The kind of sickness that grabs you from deep within and tells you ‘If you don’t run; you will die here.’ At one-point millions of years ago this would have been helpful… but I am not a cave woman. I am not running for my life, dodging dangerous animals, or looking for the easiest way to survive. I am only sitting in a well-lit room in a comfy brown suede chair. There is no danger here. I curb this sudden rush of feelings by giving myself a light pinch on the arm. A physical reminder that I am safe. I am in control.
By Skyleeric4 years ago in Fiction
Unrequited Love
His eyes were like portals, Transporting her to a world beyond anything on Earth. She longed to be lost in his hues, drawn in by the greens and the blues.
By Skyleeric4 years ago in Poets