I'm not very good at writing but my friends say i am....this will all be freeform... mostly about my depression and my boyfriend. And I'm sorry that most of it has no structure and is basically my journal entries ....i don't even know if i would call some of it poetry...but maybe you will?

A poetry book where I write different forms of poetry. P.s I don't own the picture use in this book. Highest rank #98 in poetry 2/20/2016 #45 in poetry 7/18/2016 #25 in poetry 7/26/2016

"smoke never rises without fire" ~sequel to BURN~

I usually get a ton of ideas for short stories so I decided to put some of them on Wattpad.... so yea enjoy and if you have requests for a short story let me know and I might do it for you!

a composition of poetry by yours truly. -meliodas

"What is the point in living, if I'm just one entity amongst billions of life-forms?" Life, (to put it lightly) is a bottomless pit. The majority of people envision it as a chasm of colour and light, where they fly through the never-ending vacuum, full blown grins and hair floating around them. No effort needed, they soar through life, leaving an impression of wealthy happiness on all they pass. These people, are said to be the lucky ones, those who have not been influenced by the real terrors of the bottomless pit of life. However the minority of people do not have such an experience. These unfortunate souls envision this pit as an endless abyss of darkness, loneliness and depression. They do not fly. They fall. They fall, fall, fall, faces blank and spirits as black as a winter's night, hearts split like the devil. Do they leave any impression at all on the lives they led? I'll let you decide that. Want to know what's so strange about this whole metaphor? When the former's lives are taken from them, they are completely, and utterly content. The whole period of their lives, from birth to death had been so perfect, they feel it is time for them to leave. They are happy. Nevertheless, the latter's lives are also taken completely and utterly wilfully. "What is the point in living, if I'm just one entity amongst billions of life-forms?" I'll let you decide which group Angelo falls into. [this story deals with issues such as self-harm and depression. please do not read if you feel any sort of explicit description or depressive thoughts will be triggers. and please be aware, I am by absolutely no means promoting self harm or depression to be an admirable trait. I am simply raising awareness of these subjects. have a nice day :)] © 2016 Saving Angelo, (rebelsymphony). All rights reserved.

This is a book about common or maybe uncommon feelings of a teen.funny takes over love,unadulterated philosophy you name it.true to the name it will take you through a roller coaster of emotions

This is just whatever I'm thinking of when I'm restless... Enjoy I guess