Frustrated rants. Heartfelt words. Hidden scars.

His mouth hovers before mine, and I can only plead with my eyes- asking him to drink my sorrow. Lithia- a young girl with bad habits and a horrific past that haunts the darkest corners of her mind- fights to live her life despite the voices in her head. With the thoughts of taking her life always fresh in her mind, she battles the urge to give in to her demons' wishes. But that all goes downhill when she literally wakes, only to find one in her bed...with quite unlikely intentions. Third Place Winner in The Eclipse Awards 2020

"It played out so perfectly, so full, so wonderous... but then I woke up". ~~~~ "The blade of imagination is a force to be reckoned with"~~~~ Somewhat insignificant rambles~ Also called "poetry" I suppose

Can't we all go back? To petty worries and carefree days. I wanna go back to fifth grade. (Yes I know it's a cliche- too bad)

A poet and their ducks. Nobody knew their were this many places in heck. ( Just to clarify this is poetry). Also why: and other things.

The book "Happy Poems" was previously named as "Midnight Thoughts" but I noticed that most of my poems are written to send a message of positivity. Therefore, there was a rename of the book. I hope my book will sparkle happiness and inspirations in others! Enjoy!

"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

"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.]

Honest expressions from personal experience and open hearted inspiration. © 2017 Elizabeth J Angaiak