Mellow's Dear Diary

Heart can fight many battles and endure numerous scars. I have built a fort to protect it. The heart still tries to empa...

I light up with a single match stick but I neither brighten up the place nor burn the hand that lit me. I flicker and me...

Fairyland lays beneath  Creek dances its way to the lake Warms my healing heart.

The Sky is dark. Sun hasn’t woken up yet but I have. Patios decorated with colorful lights give a christmassy glow. Litt...