-Demon Series: Book 1- Aden Perri has problems. The last day of school his girlfriend calls it quits. And proceeds to move on a little too quickly. His friends disappear, leaving him to spend the summer alone. His mother buys a dog. Aden hates dogs. The scar on his leg confirms it. And his new job titles are garbage collector and toilet scrubber. At least he'll be out in nature, excepted he hates the outdoors. Aden's ready to barricade himself in his room, until school starts back up in the fall. His mother won't allow it, and his father is ready to do some character building. They drag him out and drive him to Beaver Lake. His father loads him with a bucket and a mop and sends him off to clean campground toilets. The local campers just laugh at the poor garbage boy wandered around picking up after them. All but one. One very strange, shirtless, barefoot boy who Aden will never understand. But the boy makes it bearable, so he'll let him stick around. It's not like Titus is really going to give Aden a choice anyways.

❝You existed. You existed now as a fractal.❞

My escape from the world, in words.

Drops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from where I stand I don't care if I'm under a storm All I know is those little drops are stories Every day I learn new things from this horror But I can turn them into drops of poetries. This is a compilation of my poems :)

a collections of thoughts, feelings, emotions that have been put into words and that have been gnawing at my brain. check out my other poetry book 'among the wildflowers.' ••• poetry collection explicit language all rights reserved completed O6.12.19 - O8.19.19 k-ashmir O1.2O.2O2O #1 - #poet #1 - #clarity #1 - #poetrybook O2.26.2O2O #1 - #freeverse O6.19.2O21 #4 - #poetrycollection

people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonderful cover! hr: #1 in poem 8.3.18 #1 in poetrycollection 8.15.18 #1 in poems 4.28.19

❝he only loves me when he's drunk.❞ ; #130 in poetry

WE'RE SINGING TO THE SKY, PRAYING FOR THE SUN.

❝and i loved her for every bit of her. for every shade that she was.❞ book one in the seasons of love series. ©jiminiums published: 010918 completed: 110918 written: 160718 - 100918 hr: #30 in ambw 270918 hr: #16 in poetry 110918 hr: #11 in poetry 120918 hr: #2 in bwam 281220 the playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/74V7og9Gt7FyAOiC2Ry0Sf?si=Dv6nNwD9TGWUQSfJ_GylNQ&pi=eo25J6bXSRi-u

Poetry is not just words. It's emotion given form. A place where grief, hope, love, and uncertainty intertwine. In this collection, we explore the depths of mortality, loss, and mental health, weaving personal experiences into universal reflections. Each poem speaks to the struggles we carry, the quiet moments of solace, and the truths we wrestle with, offering recognition to those who have felt the same weight. These words do not seek to provide answers but to remind readers that they are not alone. If you have ever searched for meaning in sorrow or comfort in shared experience, this book stands as an open hand, reaching out. Praise for Pieces of Me. "Beautifully written" "So powerful" "My favourite" "Wonderful" "Inspiring" "So beautiful" "WOW" "Poetry for the soul" "This. Is. The. Most. Awesome. Poetry. Collection." "Incredible." **Highest rank #1 in Poetry!!** Featured on @WattpadPoetry and @PoetsPub