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nadinee

PO# 654808
United States
United States
Mehr Licht!
June 26, 2020
 

Know that I have tried, I did try to  pursue you to let me in. I knocked, you heard. You said it wasn't good for me to be with you. Know that I don't blame you. I have a magnificent amount of respect for you. For the first time I found myself not begging for love, but for a seat in a man's place , to let me see who he is . It felt good to exchange messages with a person of your intelligence and humor. Knowing that these are my last words to you, I need to highlight how much of a great man you are, you made laugh when all I hoped for was a smile on my trembling lips.Even now I'm smiling because you let me knock on your door without sending me away from the very first knocking sound. I want to ...

SPACIAL SEDUCTION
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June 10, 2020
 

The most beautiful things in life are probably those vibrations that the universe makes in union with us.

We shake when we cry, we shake when we love, we shake when we go to places we have never been to before, and right there, we are struck by affectionate thunderbolts. We fall to the ground, hands up, eyes wide shut..

We wait for that embrace with heaven, even though it won’t last for longer than a few seconds.

Last night in my dream, I saw a cat sitting on my lap, and whenever I had a happy thought, I could feel him purring.

Last night, I also dreamed about home, we move constantly towards our homes, not realizing that we carry them on our backs. We’re too burdened to realize that. We...

SIMPLICITY DAY
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June 7, 2020
 

Runnig in circles.. her head up in the clouds again, muttering about the weather.
The sky’s face looked dim today..”just one more fight “, she heard the sky crying ..”just one more step towards the light”
She had to follow the unfiltered sounds of the blue jay, feeling her way through the darkening clouds,when she saw it .. a huge blue balloon passing her by.. she screamed of joy.. she felt calm for the first time in months.. “at last! “ She thought “now I can sleep “.

INKTOBER: MARUSHKA SCOTT
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June 4, 2020
 

I saw America walking down the dark alleys of a new city.
I saw America exiled to another yet virgin land of her own choice.
I saw America, reincarnated, loved and unbetrayed.
How beautiful she looked in her yellow summer dress, the beauty of a phoenix, a solar power summoned at dawn.

PHOENIX
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May 31, 2020
 

Weren’t it for the faith  I had, I would have foresaken His love for me, the only blanket of true affection I was left with when everybody left me in the woods last winter.

I have Sola Fide inked on my skin for a reason. I rose from the ashes of my own failures and panic Attacks and stood up, breathing in the morning fresh air.

He is the only therapist who wouldn’t judge me, the one who would knock on my door and offer therapy to a girl as helpless as myself.

I still struggle up to this day alright, but a new dawn would wash all my tears and lick all my wounds and kiss me on the cheek .

REBIRTH
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May 29, 2020
 

America, you broke my neck, crushed all of my dreams..

America, thou hast forsaken me, my most beloved queen..

America don’t let them extinguish the fire of my people’s wrath..
America I’ve given you all , and now I’m nothing ..but a whisper on your pavement.

America, I mean it, I love you, I’ll miss you, please do not forsake my memory!

MADE WITH LOVE
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May 29, 2020
 

She was holding her head in her hands when the weight of an impotent dirty old locomotive hit her skull. She tried to breathe but was stopped by the smog building up in the room, her dad’s. Now she hears it clearly, his voice “ I can’t breathe! “. “Please!”, she said. “Officer, don’t hurt my dad! “. It didn’t look like her father’s room anymore she thought, she found herself surrounded by the remainder of some familiar necks covered in George’s blood.

NAVIGATION
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May 17, 2020
 

Me and my orphan letters are roaming the wasteland , our promised land.

Me and my haughty words are chasing down the sorrow that sneaks into our beds at dawn.

Our paramount objective is to grind insomnia down , once and for all.

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 17, 2020
 

I thought well there has to be something genuine in it , a recognition , an epiphany, words for the soul to embrace, meanings for the mind to process .. we are all orphans in one way or another , when a father chooses not to listen , we are "orphans" , when a mother forgets that we too have burdens to carry for miles o, end , we are "orphans" .. I want you to know that these orphans have words of their own to say , dreams of their own to tell the world about , I want you to listen, to accept ,to be respectful , to have faith ..it is not biology that defines if that person is an orphan, it is society , it is you and me , us with the burdens that we carry , the traumas that we have to bury deep...

VISIONS
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May 17, 2020
 

- It makes no sense to be with you , it makes no sense to be so far from you, you’ve always taught me to make sense of the senseless. But, here I am making meaningless sounds to insult your absence. Did I offend you? Did I summon your hungry wolves from the old tavern? Now a dozen of wolves are organizing a protest march . They claim their rights for a meaning , and the press won’t be mad about it . But you will be  mad indeed, because the only meaning I’ll be giving to those poor,wretched beasts is the meager abstract starvation .

INKTOBER: ANNA
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May 17, 2020
 

And then she dropped her wings,
And saw the reflection of the fragile spectre she was left with ,
Without the burden, she became a prisoner, she could no longer fly
she was the prison , and the burden an open prison door .

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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