Renee

Timestamped to the depths within.
Don’t say where you’re going,
Don’t say where you’ve been.

Dreams on paper,
Lives in print.
Timelessly ingrained in development.

Black and white,
Covered walls.
Keep it quiet, keep it small.

Now romanticize it, and let it be known.
You’re an artist, out all on your own.

Reality

Eternity is in today.
Fresh wounds in tomorrow.
A never-ending puzzle.
The ifs, whys, and hows.
No answer yet found.
Shakespearean endings hurt.
More so than the death of reality.