the edge + poetry
"only you can push yourself over the edge. nothing else can." © iridcscents ; 2017-2018
"only you can push yourself over the edge. nothing else can." © iridcscents ; 2017-2018
He slowly pulls away, running his fingers across my cheeks, enticingly.❝ Shh, don't cry.❞ ❝I bet my mascara is totally ruined❞, I reply into his chest, and he laughs a little, smiling his crooked smile at me. ❝Don't worry❞, he whispers, pulling me closer, ❝You're more beautiful now than you've ever been before. And y...
she had hoped to know who she was when blowing out her seventeen candles Ⓒ 2017, shoobari. All Rights Reserved sigh, ok : #26 [ 06 | 29 | 17 ]
keeping this up an archive. if you're looking for messy uncoordinated poetry written by my unhappy past self - then you've come to the right place.
Golden threads from a dirt human. Poetry and philosophy that I write for me and share for you. (Cover art by Gabriel Levesque/@oskadesign)
- i didn't know what to do after you left me with pain and bitterness. until i met poetry, i've now converted these awful feelings into verses. © winged- | 2016
When every emotion can be built and in my thought maybe not as beautiful as the tear of a flower. Poems that talk about love, hurt and all forms of a feeling that still it's empty or emotions covered in a black ocean, deep and ephemeral.
A compilation of poetic pieces mostly about the fragility, rawness, and beauty of love and loss.
Read, if you want to enter, the nonsense and disturbed mind, that pessimistic tones and vintage shades, have created, Read.
xWarningX This may be considered a trigger to many. Also this does have some mentions of BXB relations but not many. THANK YOU AND ENJOY :) Paper Dreams Paper boy He's just a toy Getting used Getting abused His life is just to amuse His thighs and arms covered in tiny white lines He does his best trying to survive ___...
"i. they tell me they cannot comprehend art. where art is, whispers reside. ii. i tell them that the only art i need are the words that bleed onto paper. iii. they tell me it doesn't work that way. there are compromises for art. sports. science. history. iv. but i want to speak. there are moments that fleet...
if i were to ever die read these violent thoughts and wonder why. highest in poetry: #172 (25/09/16)
WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unhar...
In which Luisa discovers that she does not need to find her other half because she is not half, but instead is rather unparalleled. [ cover by @EmSlough ]
Exes aren't supposed to end up as best friends. Exes-turned-bff's should never have a one night stand. Dexter and Hadley do.
[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a...