Walls,
I wish I could walk through them...
"I have nothing to say" , and more lies...
"I don't want to feel like this,
but this is all I feel..."
21:57 pm
How loud, would she have been, with glistening red tears of fury, loss, and wars within...
Who would've maimed her autumnal skies, rose skin, gentle aesthete, and country choruses, enough to spiral into a dark vacuum of shambolic ambitions?
How loud, would she have been, to chisel a world within...to feel so much only to feel nothing...
- "Autumn", Astha
I need to stop deactivating my social media accounts and calling it therapy
I lost so much,
I thought I had nothing...
"Void" by Astha Kesri
Been painting all my favorite stormy weather pictures from pinterest and I so wanna be a part of them x
Loneliness in Cities
Art Medium : Charcoal Drama : My Liberation Notes (2022)
Who am I?
"A teenager painting life post sunny skies in her own shades own of blue and grey, dull and mundane , yet beautiful"
:(