Let this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and let every word take you into the deep.

❝We were living minds with dying hearts.❞

❝i'm really starting to wonder if they were lying when they said that you could write the sadness out of yourself.❞ [started: february 2018]

A book of my sucky poetry.

"there is art trapped in your blood and the confines of your veins and the paper is a ruthless vampire prepared to taste it, if only you'd be willing to share your quiet beauty with the hungry, ivory parchment." ▪▪▪▪ a collection of original poetry, prose and other rants and passages. a collection of my feelings. highest ranking: #105 in poetry started: august 10th, 2017 ended: july 4th, 2018 status: complete

it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.

𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯.