in which a girl named anna is swept up in a firestorm that burns her down and the aftermath leaves her reeling, because flames leave nothing but a despondent frown filled with a lack of feeling. i. the field ii. the flame iii. the brushfire iv. the smoke v. the ashes vi. the rain ~lowercase intended~ ~cover by @wallflower_r~

from the unloved, to the unloved. © sonderingly

Darkness took her away. She thought she was forever lost. But for some reason, Evna was brought back, but to do what? Evna was brought back, and in the process was asked to do an impossible task, can she do it, or will she die trying?

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Her words were like oleander flowers, so delicate, like a gossamer spider string, but poisonous, like her scarred, despondent heart. *in other words, my crap poetry that is still really important to me*

random poems about random things from a random girl. x (currently editing)

poetry by a painter who now paints her art in words "we tread too loudly, too violently on our earth. we smear our dark, ugly night all over the canvas and call it art." #80 in poetry [12/22/16] | © 2016 lookforthatlight

Poetry varying from Haikus, Acrostics, to whatever comes to my mind. Mainly the compilation will be consumed of Free-verse poetry. Highest Rank: #60 in Poetry [9-23-2016] © All Rights Reserved Mandyln Aug 2016 - Jun 2017 A Wattpad Book Only

"if your attention was a drug, i'd overdose." // the pain, the reality, the enchantment, the mending. no sugar added. Highest ranking: #94 in Poetry

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]