But he sits with himself at 4am When the sun can’t rise & the moon on the opposite side A perfect dark for thoughts He then visits the no light corners The hidden storms in his mind The bloody rivers of hope The dying dreamland The withering lilies of love The thoughts of ending his life “Would it be?… Would it be the worst thing … Continue reading 🦋


Hey lovely readers. Hope you are all in an amazing place, this is haboti reporting and asking to forgive me as i have not posted a poem for over 2 months! That’s two poems! But i will be posting for march…… read on! Let me forget you exist From the way you laugh to the way you kiss All your likes, what makes you real … Continue reading 💗