You could be the
favourite taste to touch my tongue.
Who am I? I wouldn’t
know if you asked me.
Or maybe…
I am a Moonchild
dancing with the shadows.
I am a monster crying
in a forest.
I am a fairy hiding
behind the trees.
I am a ghost setting
free.
I am a raven becoming a
fume.
please save me
please rescue me
Lately, I’ve been thinking
about my life. Where do I go?
Is there an answer
that tells me why I live and die?
I’ve been asking
lately, but there are no answers.
Am I alive?
Is there Life before
Death?
You could be my
favourite faded fantasy.