Your excuses are piling up….
Somewhere between better and not
Hope is small
Themes of desertion, death, and dying. Enter at your own risk.
Poetry and fears
Wishing love was real
I would never be so cold to you
Why do I get jealous?
An anti-valentine because tis the season
Fragments of a broken heart
I come into existence as quickly as I am erased
My atoms are splitting
You turn wonder to winter
Shackled to your will
Amongst these ranks division
In sickness, not in health do we part
I hate when people misplace me.
I just made you up to hurt myself / and it worked
Welp. Not anymore
We all rush for it
Welp. Don’t know how I got included in this awesome line-up but get your tissue ready…
sad gurl diary chapter: I’m Dying
Don’t think I was prepared to see what I saw but I did after all (beware light nudity- not age restricted)
I don’t know how to handle all these feels 😩
Mark your map
I found a new way to hurt
Fish in the sea (freestyle poetry)
Anyone else out there having mental breakdowns or disassociating to survive? Me too
There’s always danger chasing treasure but he’s worth the risks
Awoke before sunrise
You don’t have to keep searching, you don’t have to keep hurting
I know they call it easy rhyme but why does it make me cry?
The way we talk but never speak
Hello, do I exist?
He loves all the world but one
Rhyme & despair
You know I loved you best
You’ll never see me make it right
This is how to stop loving you
Heavens been destroyed
And ode straight from the pits of hell
More blues 😊
I’m begetting rhymes
He can be exceptionally cruel
Will you visit me at the cemetery
Words can either move mountains or dig graves (a collection of ideas)