Terrified of help: ergo, he stabbed.
She opened her eyes and smiled.
Music broke and healed her heart.
Trapped; suffocating between past and future.
“Love you..” never seemed to last.
Leonardo jumped - “I have an idea…”
“Next, President Trump greets the Tributes,....”
Running from a disease of soul.
Illness, grief, death couldn’t stop her.
“I’m dead.” She huffed. “How inconvenient!”
Working towards my dream life, always.
Thrill of traveling; I’ll always love!!
Music, Reading, Writing, Drawing - Summer day
Friends: A rare occurrence I love
My imagination spirals uncontrollably; must write
The last six word memoir - Goodbye!!