Your Blue (The Minds Journal)

For all those that have been there x





Tell me

I need the stars to burn so bright

to lure the sun, the moon, the skye

I need them to sing me a lullaby

that starts with love and ends with why?

tell me

The Rabbit Hole

Down, down, down that rabbit hole
into the blackest of voids
I came across this little door
saw a light I couldn’t avoid
I sank into its little moments
fell deep the deepest down
and into that rabbit hole I went
with the darkness all around.

the rabbit hole