Bri Gallagher Sequential Artist and Creative Writer

How do I falsify joy When my heart screams in pain Wondering where all the love went As it beats bloody in vain Tell me how do I keep...

The sun seeps slowly through Transparent glass windows, A debate commencing Between myself and I About departing from my Blanketed...

I see you But you don’t see me, Not the real me at least. I show what the outside wants, The real me kept locked behind Transparent blue...

It is December And she is dead. Her tears frozen In her lifeless eyes Whether joy or sorrowful It is unknown. Purple and black blossoms...

Insomnia haunts me like clouds The sky dim My breath weak within The frozen air My skin numb and blue From the cold. From the hurt. I...

This place is a sanctuary now Let no more violence befall Those who reside here I say to them They knew nothing but violence Their lives...

I was given a second voice, maybe a third or a fourth. And they screamed through the silence and silenced the screams from the shadows to...

When heartbreak comes to you as a spectral snake You know you can’t deny it. You always know when she’s coming. Her faint hissing outside...

I asked for little; I received much. I asked for much; I never received as much as I wanted. I wanted sentimental things: emotional...

With very little I roam for a sign to rid my life of misfortune. The sky above is dim; insomnia haunts like clouds. The first snowfall of...

We all have reasons for moving, I move to forget the hurt in my life. That which threatens to curl around me Like a python And if I...

Playing video games with you Is even more fun than traveling to a fancy location Tasting elegant wines and sampling lavish lifestyles...