They say poetry is the highest form of writing, followed by the short story, and then by novels.
They say if you're a mediocre poet, you're probably a good writer.
I'm just listening to what they say.
"Demons
floating in my morning cereal."
"Ink isn't the only thing bleeding tonight."
A collection of my poetry.
*I do not promote self harm or any other negative coping skills. My poetry is my outlet for preventing those actions in my own life, so I do write about them. Reader discretion is advised.
**Updates may or may not be slow because I only write poetry when I'm in the mood for it.
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It was a sad love
It never got us anywhere
She wore flower crowns
In her hair
When she would look me
In the eye
Her beauty made me
Want to cry
I would stay silent
And die a little inside
For I knew, one day
She would no longer be mine
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a collection of short poems and stories written by the fingertips of the most heartbroken soul trying to mend itself through words and painfully sad poetry.