To open Pandora's box
With each string untied
Crests of pleasure
In search of happiness
With every glimpse of content
She's pushed away
To the Shadows
Once Pleasing to the eye
The pheromones
Pushed aside
The Promises
Twisted pieces
Of metal breaking
A heart
Her heart
Boxes forgotten
Tears forsaken
Heavy breathing
Drowns out
The consideration
He's now a stranger
Makes imprints
Invisible
Decisions loud
Dependant on another
The Demands
Of tethered mouths
Muted
The Demands
That creativity
Be delusions
The Demands to be
In captivity
A covenant
Of submissive
Suburbia
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Author’s Note: Hi I'm Anna, My passion is art and writing. I look at my writing as art, being able to share is a gift, a gift I want to give everybody of my art.
A little bit about me, I'm not a stranger to panic attacks as I have them every so often as well as since 2006. I was diagnosed with Schizoaffective disorder, an ongoing journey of making sure to take care of myself holistically and through talk therapy. I guess you could say for me to write my prose and share my written art is very therapeutic. I am currently working on a book about my time at Art School, and so far It is very healing quite a beautiful excursion to be on.
Some other side things about me is that I love to bake. I love to crochet. I love hiking and I love the Chicago Bears like my Pops. I hope you all enjoy my written art. Thank you so much!
Cover Photo: Noa Snir