crown of roses

shattered glass

and smashed porcelain,

my face, cracked,

heart in smithereens.

i wore a crown upon my head.

a crown of roses with

thorns that pricked.

and i bled.

a crown that adorned

an empty core,

 because you stole my soul

and left me in sorrow.

i was a work of art,

of tears and blood

that trickled down

and stained my cheeks.

these roses you left me

i treasured dearly,

but these blood red petals,

they wither, they die,

and still i continued to bleed.

this week had been an emotional roller-coaster for me, but i'm so glad it's over now or at least i'm trying to move on. wrote a poem and shot a photo inspired by it, which kind of describes the state of mind i'm in right now. it's neither a good poem nor a good photo but yeaa i've been really really tired lately. just had a photoshoot for the play i'm directing/acting in, so that will be up soon once it's ready. but till then do note down the dates 8th or 9th march and come down to support us! have a great week ahead, stuff yourselves with reunion dinners and have a happy chinese new year~