Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

these poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins

"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]

random poems about random things from a random girl. x (currently editing)

I am an artist and this is my garden of words. Copyright @2015, All Rights Reserved

a collection of feelings and redemptions. © all rights reserved 2017 | kimi

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.

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]