Londyn Nichole

I write as a way to seek understanding in the world and within myself.

Are We Okay?
7 months ago
Hello, Are we okay? I remember what it was like meeting you. Your eyes blue like the deepest parts of the ocean. Your skin pale as bone. Your hair as rich a red as a strawberry field in full bloom. Yo...
7 months ago
I don't know how to do this. I'm scared of myself, Of my emotions, Of my thoughts. My mind is a glass cage, Filled to the brim with water And I'm trapped inside; I'm running out of air. There are mome...
7 months ago
I think I love her. Well, Correction… I know I do. But the simple thought Of loving someone Who can not love me back Is terrifying Because the truth is It’s something I don’t think I could survive, No...
Growing Up
2 years ago
As a child I wanted nothing more than to grow up. To be an adult And live my own life. As a child I wanted nothing more than to be my own person. To be strong To be proud To be independent. As a child...