Finding Me
I often wonder how, in a world full of billions of people, I managed to lose just one. A collection of poetry dedicated to the people who have helped me lose myself. Without you, I would have never had the strength to truly find myself.
I often wonder how, in a world full of billions of people, I managed to lose just one. A collection of poetry dedicated to the people who have helped me lose myself. Without you, I would have never had the strength to truly find myself.
Through the dry dust and the aroma of gunpowder, his body crumbled, breaking apart like building blocks. His once-tight structure had become malleable. He was the small geeky boy with a gap between his front teeth and glasses that never sat higher than the tip of his nose but now he was only a robber.
A short story about the phases of grief from the point of view of a young girl who has suffered a loss
Where my mind goes (which is all over the place). An attempt to ground myself. I'm really up one day, and then down the next. It's alot. this is all I've got right now. my writing style isn't what it was. I barely write anymore. I'm getting older (I guess). I don't know, everything is confusing!!haha some trigger warn...
A collection of poems written during the times of trouble, questioning, and exaltation. A journal of life learning. ----- The pieces I've written were inspired by life's experiences and inevitable circumstances. Topics which are and were close to my heart. These are my QWERTYs. *highest rank: #60 in poetry
Drops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from where I stand I don't care if I'm under a storm All I know is those l...
People say time heals everything. That I will eventually feel whole again. That I won't always feel so broken and empty. But I've been waiting and waiting. For something i fear may never be fixed. I watch this clock day and night. Wondering if today is the day, I'll find myself again. I've been pretty damn patient wit...
Originally Like Dying A collection of thoughts and poems and things I can't keep bottled up.
A whole bunch of though a and feels about things I wish and hope and couldn't possibly understand.
I didn't mind that you left, just don't say it's over. Sequel to Coming Down. I'd recommend reading that first if you haven't already as this story will make no sense otherwise. (Indefinitely on hiatus, prob will never update again, sorry.)
Yes that song Marilyn is about me, Daniella Evans. Yes I dated G-Eazy before he was cool. O the girl he cheated on me with? Her name was Devon Baldwin. So how the hell did I end up seeing Gerald again? When he burned down his recording studio with a blunt and blow torch. Let me explain.... Book 2:. Drifting Off (Draft...
Filled with sad sayings and quotes. Warning: you'll probably feel sad. Read at your own risk **None of these quotes/sayings are written by me unless stated otherwise** ☻ I'm always here if u need someone to talk to, just message me :) [Highest Rank in Poetry: #1 as of 12/9/2016] ♚♚♚
Sam is just an American girl with a dark past who wanted to get away and start fresh. She got a one way ticket to London and ran into Dan, a guy who would give her a whole new life. However would she accept his offer? Thank you readers for making this #9 in Bastille! 10,000 reads 23/1/17
Do you believe that vampires exist? Do you think that it's just a myth? Do you believe that they are walking amongst us? Do you think that one day they might wipe out the whole human race? My name is Annabelle Waters and I'm a vampire slayer.
Short story's that go with the songs of Wiped Out! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing this!!! Cover by: BethAny_MendesX
There are summers...and then there are summers. Nathaniel has been friendzoned by Jimmy Jacobs FOREVER. Jimmy, beautiful, reckless and more than insane, has never given him a second thought. Still, he was sure that given enough time, things would change between the two of them. And one particular summer, they did. S...
He turned his attention to me. "And I don't think I know you?" "Oh, yeah. I'm Elena," I smiled, holding out my hand. He chuckled in response, shaking his head as he pulled me in for a hug instead. It was kind of awkward considering the major height difference between the two of us, not to mention how completely unpre...