Tag: raw

• Whispers of the Void

  

  Shadows stir in the silence, whispering truths long buried. The weight of stillness presses in, holding back something untamed, something waiting. A ghost of the past rises, uninvited yet familiar, pressing against the walls of a mind that resists and a heart that aches. The void listens. It never forgets.

  ❄️Siearra Frost❄️

  May 24, 2025

  My Personal Journey, Poetry

  anxiety, asking, chaos, finding strength in vulnerability, Life, Mental Health, Poetry, raw, self harm, writing

• Buried in Quiet

  

  silence echoesgrasps hardswirlinggrasping handspulling deeperhurtling toward nothing is it done?suffered enough?days the samewarmth leaching outice filling instead fightingeven thoughfallinglonged for no warmthto helpkeep ice away spirit wanesscreaming withinno longerjust weak whispers why botherthe darkness calls shouting into nothingwaiting—nothing answers footsteps fadenever reachingnever turning back breath shallowlungs tightfading—but slow,too slow weight pressingbones brittlecracked,waitingfor a sigh toshatter…

  ❄️Siearra Frost❄️

  May 3, 2025

  Poetry

  cold, forgotten, fractured, isolation, Life, longing, Mental Health, Pain, raw, silence, struggle