The Beauty Of Sunset Finding Order In The Chaos

Cloaked Figures

For Tourists.


She had grown accustomed to the pretence
Blurred Lines
Lies or Reality?
Haunted by cloaked figures of the past
Suffering in silence
Afraid to share her story
Confusion, chaos mixed with inner turmoil
A volatile cocktail
Duality, A life veiled in secrecy
Demons, her secret lovers she caressed and cursed them simultaneously
Keep it together, don’t lose  your shit
She muttered to herself repeatedly
Pain erupted, leaving her hopelessly numb
Fearing rejection, at odds with her state of vulnerability
Copyright Tachira Wiltshire


cloaked figures

The Beauty Of Sunset Finding Order In The Chaos

First blog post

I want to create and inspire . I always have a lot to say but absolutely no method to my madness . It’s gonna be a mixture of everything ;after all life is a journey of discovery 🤗💗💜