Tags: notreallypoetry poetry
we grew up together, but our paths are meant to be apart from each other.
A few short stories of my life, mainly school since that takes up too much of my time during the day. Unless I'm on vacation.Including: My very weird and unique friends plus depressing poems I wrote at 1 am
oh, my darkest mind,still as you incarnadine me in vain,you behold me as i fall.deeper, my darkest mind,roiling in fury, the fever you gift me,pain that befalls me, obsidian once sharp had since dulledto reveal the rectification of what used to bemy darkest mind.
Just a few story ideas I came up with.I'm too lazy to write these on my own. Not enough time either. If you want to take up an idea from here and write the story yourself, its okay. Just clearly state this as the inspiration, dedicate it to me and go ahead.I hope you guys find my ideas worthy enough to become fully completed stories. ;)Some of them can be kinda like a diary or journal entry or like a letter. Please don't mind the format I write in. I just write whatever feels right at the moment.
Thoughts, words, short poems and flashbacks: Expression of the soul for those who feel their mouth has been stapled together by society or fear of judgement. A simple girl explaining a deeper connection with the mind and soul, oh, and her demons. It's about words of pain, passion, love and lust, confusion, self harm, demons, insomnia, flashbacks and of course late night conversations with the darkness. Let's just say: It's complicated
My honest thoughts written in poetry format. Those are usually the thoughts that I had when I was suffering from heartbreaks and love from the same I guy I think I used to like. Hope some of them can relate to you because I honestly think I'm a weirdo for even thinking about that. WARNING:I'm not a professional poet so you'll probably have to expect a festival of cringe from my writing. Thanks for reading!
a collection of poetry that you cant actually be sure is poetry.no im not kidding about that.
For some, this may be inspiringFor some, this may seem shallowTo me, this was what I needed to hold my head up and say "I lived well"
Little things I write when feeling sadThoughts on things no one tells you what to do with
you avoided all of my pieces and just went straight to my heart. but don't worry i'm not heartbroken. because it didn't matter how much you wanted to avoid it, you can't break the heart if you have broken the other layers. that's why i'm not heartbroken; i'm broken.-just a one time thing
Have you waited for someone for so long, someone who you're reminded of everywhere you go, someone you know who will come to you,someone you long for,someone you hope for,someone you miss,yet someone you never met?
i am tunasitting on a dusty shelftrapped in a canwaiting to be looked upon waiting for my inner self to be opened the exposureof my inner self has drawn the attentionof a catwho has been starvedby the lack of me