LynxesL

"patchwork of scarsthe stars sing to your skinbathing in moonlight.""snow smotheredthe wind surrenderswe've all fallen asleep.""two hearts pound in tandemsliding over one anotheramongst the embers, they are their own hearth.""wind howling, ice splinters,cacophonies of screams echo in the nightfinally I release my breath."A collection of poems reflecting on my struggles, wonderings, and emotions throughout the years. A journey of self-growth and reflection, if you will.…

LynxesL

"Had anyone thoughtto look beyond the crumbling façade,and peer into the real me? Soughtthe real pieces, the ones that mattered and remained true as true as change can be."A collection of short stories and poems that condense my feelings and thoughts of the world into the intricacy and beauty of words.If you're feeling ready, do join me and hop in on the ride to hell :)…

LynxesL

You walk along a cobbled road at midnight. There are no signs of life, and their absence echoes through the wasteland that lies in front of you. The moon glimmers faintly, hanging to the side of the sky, as if hesitant to guide you along your journey. A wooden sign hangs crookedly before the wasteland.It reads, "Welcome to Hell."…