Spilled Ink
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
Thank you so much to @PikaGirl260 for the cover! It's amazing xxx ***WARNING: There is a lot of horrible situations in this story. This involves séxual harassment, víolence, murder, sélf harm and much more. Please DO NOT read if this effects you. The last thing i want is to trigger someone!!. Thank you*** When two pe...
Here are some dark poems I wrote. Mostly about my life. 14-5-2019 - although my views and outlook on life have changed since the day I posted these, I will keep this work public, because to me it shows how far I've come throughout the years and reminds me where I once was to motivate me to keep going. I hope for anyo...
"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the...