I seem to have fallen for grey skies as I see myself running past gushing winds ,laying flat on the grass humming quotes from my favorite books,those I seem to have etched onto my skin , into unknown, poetic , compositions of music, misery and love. And oh my! running through storms , hysterically laughing , barefoot , with my hands in the air , trying to capture this feeling for I wish it to last forever.
- "Self portraits, roses and her brain...on fire", Astha
I wish to walk through crowds of people , and to be filled with a sense of sonder and disbelief as to how I'd be able to access the most fascinating of stories...
" I can't explain myself, I'm afraid,
Sir, because I'm not myself,
you see. "
- "the dead soldier's quest back home", Astha || 27.2.2022
How could I be yours, when 'am not even mine?
"I have nothing to say" , and more lies...
I wanna be a cloud :(
I need to stop deactivating my social media accounts and calling it therapy
I suffer from stargazing...