I am a poet faithful to destiny.

Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
I am a poet faithful to destiny.
My only advice - fix your mind upon a most interesting life and change to be exactly this.
We were so happy, we were so beautiful and then... my soul broke.
I feared he was my universe. My life. He held a strange weight that must possess me entirely.
In a place of unfamiliar country, my hair tousled in invigorating air and exhilaration. I was happy, undoubtedly.
Live in the most beautiful way you can.
I feel as if I did go mad in love.
A lost mind, locked inside cracking with emotion. I've tried living freely, that's simply not me. I can't reinvent myself.
Be a soul that is wide open.
A great fatigue: this stagnant point in my poisoned body. My corpse-like face nothing to you, my love. I was surviving.