HIGHEST RANK : #14 (31/12/2016) Hey I'm not a poet I just write coz I love to. I know my poems are not the best but still..... I hope you like them :) How to start is a difficult thing Because writing is a little confusing No please don't go before reading Becoz this is were things go interesting.........

Empty spaces, dark places, death has many faces. Ars Moriendi "The Art of Dying"

❝but he needed her. like the crackling stars demanded their wretched sky.❞

This book is a compilation of my deepest thoughts during a period of my life in which I was experiencing a lot of difficulty with living itself. All my writings are a reflection of the person I was drowning in. I say person because I have lived with more than one self, and I have burried plenty. At age seven I had lost my brother who was four at the time. This book is for him. I hope this book gives rest to those lost souls who are as damned as I am. We're all drowning anyway, some of us have just learned to sink.

Isn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]

what a strange feeling

poems for the crazy minds with big hearts **Disclaimer** The art on the cover is by Leonid Afremov

ǁ Little folded up notes for people. ©ClaireLuna ǁ #31 12/19/15

One word for every month we've been together. Terri, I love you, but it's time to say goodbye. (Cover by @gnarly-)

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."