Poem

I'm lying on the bed, thinking about her About how I miss her, I love her so much She means everything to me, my life is her But she's been miserable lately...

I see life in a poetic frame where things need to sorta end the best way possible or otherwise you are a lie and your life that was put to test here didn’t ma...

so sad unconscious laid to sleep dark blue light blue blooming green yellow strikes the leaves morning time leaving soft residue do you feel like y...

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"You cannot love her." They whisper "For it is a sin." I only smile knowing that they have not knelt at her altar and tasted the divini...

Life seems simpler when you believe it's already marred, No need for caution, no fear of scars. Like staring at a pristine canvas, blank and white, Afraid...

Sometimes I wish I killed myself when I was twelve. I was careless, and that meant I didn't care for anything at all. I used to stare out of the window and co...

I wish I could say I miss you, but the truth is more complex, more blue. In the quiet corners of memory, I find the echos of us, a shattered symphony. The m...

Idk how to write poems please give me critiqued :3 so here's an attempt Personality. I see it. Strings connected to one point The pins in support drop s...

Hey mum, you amaze me. How in this maze or labyrinth, should I say, do you always navigate a way through our, not just yours, our amazing day. You free us and...