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cottagecore poetry

Read with caution. This poetry shows my journey to the worst of my depression and anxiety over 3 years, and now my progress towards stability. Just poems my my brain comes out with and other random stuff Literally my inner monologue in poems since October 2015, and it's really depressing and possibly triggering. I never really realised how depressed I am until recent, but it's not a new thing, as you can see from these poems. I started this when I was twelve an things have just been getting worse.. oh well. Enjoy.

a sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for stylistic purposes -aLL photography iS MINE -title was inspired by the owl city album -i found the cover picture on we heart it

You stand out to me Like the sun in the blue sky Bright and yellow ~Hello Sunshine~ She tells her stories in poems He tells his story in music This is our story -I love you- I love you from here 9-21-18

Follow a tragic journey of two young adults meeting by chance, and then regretting their meet-up later on. Anthony becoming a ruthless murderer at night, and a kind young man in the day, while Scarlett being an enthusiastic writer, trying to change Anthony for the better.

Several poems I've written over the course of my life. I speak my truth about my mental illness, trauma, addiction, love, loss, and sometimes happy stuff, too.

"My sad story begins the day it all ends. Our tragedy starts before we were friends." Told in poetry form, we follow the story of an anynomys girl to find out what caused her death. **** "What I like about this is that we know how it ends. We're not here for a happy ending. We're here to see the beauty in tragedy." - @suzilikespizzas

'I want you to want me,' the text read, and he smiled as he shot off his reply. 'You have no idea how much I already do.' Wesley Chao doesn't believe in love and Wyatt Carter wishes he wasn't always in it, until they both meet at an art exhibition and fall like toy soldiers. - [ Cover © by Harvey Elliot ] [ Copyright © 2020 by Harvey Elliot ]

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry