I am a professional aerialist and dancer in Los Angeles. I am lucky to get to use my passion for movement and performance on a daily basis. I am new to Helium and just learning the ropes!
I have been writing as long as I can remember being able to hold a pen.
+ more bio informationThere is no end to sufferingand so I cannot restmy mind is forced to wanderalong the frozen paths of death.The inside of the tortured heartagainst it many crimes,everything seems uselessI see - but I feel blind.As many tears as I can shed and pray to god unheard,I wonder of the usefulness of any spoken word. More..
I love the way the world looksat the end of the daywhen there's nothing left to dobut laugh ... and staywhen the sky grows darkand my heart grows warmand I know that everything has a placethat nothing in this space could do harmI love the way my skin feelsin the breezefirst taste of sensualitythrough the rustle of treesThere'... More..
Stayin your little box,stay until its shut,keeping you warm.Youtake away my pride,tell me I can't cry,make me face the dark.Gowith your world intact,the wind at your back,leave me far behind. More..
Nothing RemainsWithout you I'm lonely, without you I'm tragic, without you I don't know where to goand I never started the things that I finishedthe questions I answered where never disclosedwhere did this come from,where am I goingwhy do I feel so empty and sadI should be happy, so happy you're hungryinstead I'm involved in ... More..
One, two, threedrops that seem to fall so easilylike everything on earth was planned to be...down from the skypatterns form in front of my eyesand I can finally let go of my controlthere's got to be a purpose in a world where water flowsalways to a source, does not run drythere's always morethere's got to be a romance in worl... More..
How to be Small...I've never wanted anything else for so long. I want to be small, I want to be so small that no one sees anything needy or big or ugly in me. And try as I might, day after day, this is me...big needy ugly me. I drown myself is loathe and discipline and burden but I can't rid myself, I just can't rid myself!He... More..
The waste of a thousand deaths am Ia waste of a life and a soulan ugly infirm a wretch and a whorewith nothing but death as a goalDrown me under the placid swellso noone can hear me screamI'm nothing to noonefor hell am I boundfor nothing have I left to dream. More..
I lay still as fingers trace my frame a loving tenderness is bliss but I'm tortured just the samepast is gone and nothing has returned but scars to cover over all the places i've been burnedtime made me forget that I could be so scared and while I lay here now upset I'm so unpreparedopen up my gentle soul and tell me that you... More..
I can feel it nowthe winds are speakingright to my heartright through my earsI know it's closing inwith every bit of passionthe future I haven't known ofthe future held so dearI stand and I look out ona life I get to livea uneasy anti-uniformityan understanding that most things go unknown More..
Christina Leopardi
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