All my mistakes. Book #1 of my poetry and prose series.

Poems I've written which reflect the feeling and emotions of mental illness. For those trying to understand or just wanting something to read. Mental illness is hard to explain but I've managed to put it into words... (Some of the poems I may have already published singularly but some I haven't so anyway... hope you enjoy :) #FreeMentalIllness Ranking: #63 - poetry collection #20 - imperfection

pretty self explanatory- (i probably didn't do any good with any of these-) ❤️ 🧡 Don't copy my work! 💛 💚 I hope you like this book- 💙 💜 Suggestions are welcome!! 11/19/2023: #141 in #slightlydepressing 11/20/2023: #60 in #poetry 05/08/2024: #137 in #slightlydepressing

and she rode and rode through the deserts, scared she didn't belong. her home lay in the faraway lands of her fantasy- out of reach.

"A girl who loves to write Describes how does she feel, She doesn't sleep at night When everything feels unreal." -𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 (first verse) ─── ⭒ ─── A collection of poems written by a hopeless romantic girl obsessed with space, coffee, and unexplainable longing for beautiful things. ~🌊~ ─── ⭒ ─── ➵ DW = Doctor Who poems

Come and take a look inside my head.

There is Dream. Most days he is an gallery. An art exhibition of all the things that he wishes to forget. Most days he misses things that he has never done and people that he has never met. Most days he is a glass half empty. There is George. Some days he is a true artist, with all the pain and hurt that comes with the title. Some days he is poet. Some days he is a dead poets poetry. But most days he is in love with the world and the pain that it is. Most days he is a glass half full. And there is art classes. Somewhat of an 'in-between'. A place that keeps quiet about all the things that it sees, a place that is nothing and so much at the same time. And it pulls painters like Dream, poets like George and artists like them in to a deep place of hurt and heaven. Most days it's a cracking glass. Some days it's the cold wine in it. And you are given the chance to peek inside the in-between and read about one of the stories that the art classes walls are now carrying.

in the dark, the moon shines in this world, you're mine. highest ranking #5 in poetry 12/2/22 😭 #31 in shortpoems 7/30/19 #88 in promises 7/30/19 #602 in poems 08/04/19

A book of unspoken words, and hidden feelings.

You first took my hand when I was thirteen; I never thought it would take me eons to let yours go The first time your orbs caught mine, was the moment I first knew about love And the moment you smiled at her, was the moment I first understood, what true love is