Mystik Serpent
Bio
Just a girl who tries to make sense
Stories (12/0)
Patterns of Me
I seek refuge in light and look for god in the mesmerizing patterns of the carpet only to find out I'm looking for myself in there. I shapeshift from a beast to a tree, to a rock, to a soul, just to wander around the aspects of what one might call "life". I talk to the wind and to the moon, so I can learn how as a human, I can bring their words into action.
By Mystik Serpent6 years ago in Poets
Reflection
The reflection in the mirror starred at me with her huge shiny eyes. I was frozen, starring back, waiting for a single movement. It wasn't me who had to decide to move, the person in the mirror would go first and I'd follow as she showed me. Her bright shiny eyes, full of questions yet assured, were looking deep into mine, searching the deepest dark seas of my soul.
By Mystik Serpent6 years ago in Poets