07/08/2025
You’re surrounded by everyone, yet have no-one. Your lifeline is cut. Your dreams… just that. The body breathes but you still suffocate. You still see, but silently blinded. Unknowingly.
You see everything, but nothing. You see colours, levels, dimensions, tears, hope, longing, dread, sorrow, despair, hate, nothing… and everything.
Grief in Bloom is my heart in my hand… my soul on my sleeve. My admission. My submission.
In the end is our beginning. Grieve with colour. Grieve with passion. Grieve with pride, and grieve in solitude if you have to.
But allow yourself to grieve, so you can bloom again 🌸
If you are ‘dead’… I truly hope that this piece will talk to your soul on a frequency and level, only you can understand, and find comfort in 🖤