Ćømpłěţěď "I knock on your door, See blood flowing on the floor, But when I realize, the blood isn't mine, I come back for more." Many people write poetry about how happy they are, how content they are with their life. But what if you aren't? What if the only thing you fear is oblivion? That's when the dark thoughts k...
''They say that poetry must be written a certain way. They say it must be strong and powerful all the time. This is simply not true. A true artist of words puts it into perspective for other people. They write what they believe. They write for themselves not just for publicity. They fills others minds with thoughts, l...
"-i forgot how to miss you, you forgot how to love me too" ten words . three hundred and sixty five days . one story - #33 ; poetry (31/7)
ǁ [WATTPAD FEATURED BOOK 2.4.2016] Shadows that whisper your name. ǁ #23 on 11/23/15
"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...
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 lo...
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.
One of the few things I've really enjoyed looking up to were fireflies. To me, they are a symbol of hope piercing a shroud of darkness... or a spark of creativity lying in the most unknown of places to be unveiled. That's where I got "Firefly" from, ladies and gentlemen! It is filled with poetic writing, inspiratio...
Everyone faces something. I always thought I was alone but I realized that people go through the same crap I do... So here it is, my emotions and thoughts in an eBook. Let me know what you think.. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* This book holds two things: *Original Poetry *And occasional random posts. Read...
Sometimes, I look through stars. Sometimes, I observe sunrays. Even in a beautiful world, some people are sad.
