My question marks were never caged but they always find ways to conceal their images and trick the pachydermatous spectator with artifice. Maybe, certainty can be Socrates listening to the mixtape in my closet? Maybe uncertainty can be me without my question marks at all.

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

a ruined december © 1997JEONGGUK

Highest Ranking : #13 in poetry "You've awoken the devil inside of me that now has sinned, I'm sorry baby, it got carried away with the wind, The wind of our exhaled lies, look up my love, even the sky cries, It pours tears with endless pain, I guess loyalty just doesn't bleed in our veins."

I like to write poems sometimes; some don't rhyme at all. Just like my stories, they are just random ideas that come to mind. I've been into slam poetry lately, so these may sound a lot like a slam poem instead.

❝ you made me believe there was such a thing as happily ever after. ❞ - in which lea puts the very essence of her being into poems. ▏ A POETRY BOOK ©️plutohh ; 2018

quotes through depressions. depression is not a joke! don't ever make fun of someone who's struggling.

"People are like flowers. We all need a little rain to grow." Inside, there is a collection of my personal works of poetry that I have created and poured my heart into making. The themes range from real-life experiences and topics such as body image and fear to more fictional and up-beat topics.

Just a bunch of words, phasing through my mind. Just a lost girl, trying to make them rhyme.

I needed you...