The Velvet Sanctuary of Broken Ribs
The city outside is a jagged mess of neon and indifference, but
Hedgehog
The Temperature of Silence
The city outside is a jagged mess of neon and noise, but
Steam, Petals, and the Silence Between Us
The water is too hot, but I find myself craving the burn.
The Thorn's Silent Apology
The city breathes in neon and exhales exhaustion, a rhythmic pulse that
The Frequency of a Silent Heartbeat
The studio is a tomb of acoustic foam and shadows, yet here
The Salt-Stained Sanctuary
The tide is a relentless thief, pulling at the shoreline just as
Saltwater Scars and Silk Whispers
The ocean doesn't care about my secrets, so I let
Saltwater Secrets and Synthetic Warmth
The salt on my skin is a bitter reminder of everything I’
The Temperature of a Ghostly Touch
The water is supposed to be healing, but it’s just cold—
The Weight of Sunlight on Cold Water
The city is a jagged blade, cutting into my skin every day
Saltwater Scars and Silk Shadows
The ocean doesn't care about my secrets, so I let
A Sugar-Coated Surrender
Stop looking at me with those eyes that pretend to see through
