❝A rose with thorns.❞ • • • ❝She slowly disappeared, Until she was left With the color of clear, No longer the boldest No longer red, Just another dead rose On the garden bed.❞ • • • 11/6/15 ...
There... There she sits on the wooden bench, scared to do life, scared to speak, scared to do her. There... There she swings, all by herself ready to se dètacher. What will she do? She'll open her arms, ready to catch faith, ready to welcome life with open arms. Ready to breakaway.
The Darkness Within is a poem about life and the hardships that all of us go through, sometimes in life we tend to hide things away rather than speak about them, and over time that builds up to a point where you slowly start to feel the darkness taking over from within, sometimes it feels overwhelming but the main mes...
Poems from the girl with the big bow or flower crown in her hair. The girl who reads in the corner. The one who giggles, laughs, and smiles. Poems from the heart.
Trapped. Surrounded on all sides by an overpowering barrier visible only to you. A barrier consisting of your thoughts, your dreams, your hopes, separating you from the rest of the world. Thoughts struggling to escape, the memories vivid in your head. You're trying to push back the flood of emotion, trying to break d...