black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.

Hannah Pearl

The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
HANNAH PEARL

Autumn Heart Broken Memories Yourself
Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
HANNAH PEARL

Power Replay Voice Yourself
I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
HANNAH PEARL

Break Up Day Delicate Fade Missing Myself
The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
HANNAH PEARL

Moon Offering Peace Sun
Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
HANNAH PEARL

Anxiety Feeling Quite Stop
I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.
HANNAH PEARL

Carry Day Face Hard Time Ignorance Myself Pain Struggle
It’s time for me to dust off this weary heart so that I may open it to one whose only open to me. You’re going to miss me when I’m gone and it’ll be too late.
HANNAH PEARL

Heart Late Missing Open Time Yourself
I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
HANNAH PEARL

Call Fall Impact Myself Right
What an intimidating kind of beauty a rainbow holds. Then of course, there’s the jealously dripping between vampirish teeth of those who dare mock it.
HANNAH PEARL

Beautiful Dare Jealous Kind
I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.
HANNAH PEARL

Myself Perfume Scent See Sun Winter
Write me as if I were already a poem. Pen the stanzas as if storms and ships could birth something sacred. Color it a religious experience.
HANNAH PEARL

Color Experience Poem Religious Sacred Storm Writing
Indigo child, you hid secret under graves, picked at the lamb stuck between teeth, felt around for monsters we once reaped. But the monster turned out to be free.
HANNAH PEARL

Children Freedom Grace Hide Monster Secret
You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
HANNAH PEARL

Enough Feeling Self Love Yourself
And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.
HANNAH PEARL

Alone Attention Myself Pay Scream Sound Talk Walk
If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
HANNAH PEARL

Display Examination Myself Season
I’m from a state that houses too many cornfields and a town that no one takes seriously- in a home where glass cuts hurt less than deeply wounded words.
HANNAH PEARL

Deep Home Serious State Word Wound

I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Hannah Pearl Quotes