In This Castle

recent posts

about

🕯️ About the Castle I am the castle. These halls creak with memory. Some walls have wept. Some still do. Each room you enter here each piece of writing—is something I couldn’t keep inside any longer. My thoughts live like dust in the corners. My stories breathe through the cracks. You’re not just reading… you’re wandering through me. You’ll find: Diary pages dressed up as poems Holy things broken and glittering on the floor Flirty whispers tucked between grief There is pain here. But there is also hope. Somewhere between the ache and the softness, the candle never quite goes out. If you’ve come looking for something quiet and real—welcome. I won’t give you answers. I’ll give you rooms. Some may be locked. Some might know your name. Stay a little while. Or longer.
  • 🍦

    🍦

    Dear Ice-Cream,

    Please hold my hand, a boy broke my heart today.

    I know you will be sweet to me.

  • *D I S C L O S U R E

    Dear friend and Reader,

    I have no control over the words that flow through my posts. It is passion and emotion that drives these demented adjectives and deranged verbs into place. I am only the messenger.

    -Castle

  • Birthday Request

    Birthday Request

    I just want to lay under the heavy sun.

    Have my worries be melted away.

    To feel comforted by the rain of the heat waves.

    Close my eyes and think about absolutely nothing.

  • S H O R T

    S H O R T

    Hello friend,

    I hope you don’t mind that my posts are short and to the point, just like my prayers.

  • One Day

    One Day

    She is going to love so hard one day.

    She’ll be rejected many times before that.

    No boy will love her immediately.

    When they see her heart, she’ll be far.

    One day,

    one man,

    this man

    will see farther than she can see herself.

    He will take her as his own blood.

    Then she’ll love hard.