this is what a broken heart feels like
"you gave the worst goodbye, and people ask me how i've been"
"you gave the worst goodbye, and people ask me how i've been"
A troubled Pilgrim sets upon a road in search by sun and storm of paradise; a vain Pariah's banish'd from his home to render justice by the moonlit night: two individuals who share a flesh, each unalike in methods and beliefs, yet fated consequence of th'other's steps, compounding sin to guilt and shame to grief. Cont...
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝘂𝘀𝘁. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. . . 𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹, 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗼 "And maybe my words will seduce her into staying. ." Margo. Currently #1 in the tag poetrybook
This book includes the poems which are entirely written by me. I have this desire to share to you the products of my imagination and my pen's collaboration as I get Lost In Words. I hope you enjoy:)
people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonde...
Poems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some are a bit more complex.
An antidote for the lost, the hurt, and the broken. Highest Ranking: #03 in Poetry [06/21/16]
Sometimes my mind overflows with these thoughts, and they spill right onto a page. Some are ugly, messy, and fractured but they are all beautifully real. I'm not a poet, not really, I'm just a girl with too many thoughts to keep to herself. Here's hoping a line or two will mean something to someone else.
"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And this chapter is for him. Note that these events happened before HER, th...
my poems are small inklings from my heart, they are written with blood, and spoken with an empty voice ~th this entire book is trigger warninged. i talk about alot of dark stuff having to do with depression and other mental illnesses. just be careful and stay safe im having trouble keeping an update schedule, but i am...
Fear not of death, nor that forever sleep Fear not of rest, for those you love shall weep. At the start of it all, and at the end The harrowed Angel of Halston's lot, Shall remain steadfast your friend. Your grave she will mark, Your stories she will tell, From now until the end of time. Lest of course, you go t...
poem and stuff that I think are true Sorry they suck Ranked 267 in poetry (01-23-18)
THESE AREN'T MINE. These are just some poems that I really had a connection to. These peoms go to there rightful owners.
Dear reader, This is going to be my poem journal. Genres to love, depression, death and others of sorts on your way. Peace, Love & Genocide... Sincerely, Crimson