First Poem

The day I'm writing this is on November 4th. I live in a small town in Illinois and it's a nice, gloomy day. A little bit of sunshine is showing through the...

slowly approaching fear only growing knives thrown in a glance a million words hung ran dry on my tongue i never had a chance stuttering out all of my do...

When I die, will the stars cry? Will their own heavenly blood leak unto the earth? Will the breeze still? Or perhaps the leaves freeze where they rest? Would...

I never wanted forever before. Maybe that’s all that this is, a lesson. I never touched a face and thought GOD I could touch this face for the rest of my...

a phone. a rectangular block of pure metal wires and cords cameras buttons and screens the singular object, that seems to possess the most attention....

what used to be pure joy, smiles and dances and hops admiring yourself in that reflective surface ... but you admired too much what begins as a sprouting...

I am in love with one that has been abused they have been abused in many ways they consider themself scarred for life and maybe they are. I am in love with...

(trigger warning, theres some implied stuff so idk what to put here.) ... two weeks left until break, im holding on by a string its 2am, i lie awake ov...

Thoughts of love was dead inside me, Evocations taught not to fall Little did I know that heart in a flash Could be quicker than chameleons in nature Heart...

She called me an angel. Her soft voice brushes up against my bruised soul. Even though her face is smeared with sympathetic sincerity. But there's an unignor...