❝All the lies we promise And all the chapters in our lives. How do we know what is right or wrong this time?❞ Random poems by a random girl 🖤 Highest ranking: #1 in Poembook #7 in Poetry #3 in Poems Started: 27/1/19 Completed: 30/5/19
❝Writing a poem was never based on how good the words are, it's all about the feelings inside those meanings❞ 『A Compilation Of Short Poems』 #516 on Poetry
I am screaming into the endless mass of darkness and shadows that exists in my mind. Maybe it'll scream back. I dread it. I hope for it. I welcome it.
Eleanor never really stood a chance. Her mother was in love with a married man and a little bit crazy. And even though Eleanor's tired mother hated children, she was convinced that he would love her too if they just had a child together. That's how Eleanor was born. And when Eleanor didn't work, when he didn't leave...