Alectozere
More than branches in a tree, less than droplets in the sea.
I'm trapped, cornered by rhymes.
They won't let me go until I write the lines.
This is why you, yes you, stranger.
This is why you find me here, and can read my lines sometimes sinister.
Alectozere's Works
Journal (Personal) | 2019-06-27 | The clock is ticking, I'm losing my sanity |
Journal | 2019-08-01 | Name. |
Journal | 2019-09-05 | Humans and their weirdness |
Journal | 2020-04-18 | Children's promise, the loss of a friendship |
Journal (Reflective) | 2020-11-15 | You've helped me grow |