(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you scream at me I feel your shirt against my skin When I lay on your shoulders and think about how possible it is that maybe you might be my king.

"A voice, not an echo." At the Echo Awards, we want the emotional, the raw, the moving. We want everything you're afraid to share. We want the truest things you know how to say.

𝑷𝑶𝑬𝑻𝑹𝒀 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑳𝒀 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑻. Lost Poetry || a small anthology of poems, prose, and other dark thoughts. Introduction Part I: Insecurities & Other Blackholes Part II: Letters to Unknown Lovers Part III: The Lost Poetry This book is for all the poetry I had lost before; when I thought I would never write again - but would somehow always find the courage to pick up the pen once more. | Completed | ʜɪɢʜᴇsᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ: #8 in writings #8 in poetrycontest

a collection of poems written by a girl, for a girl she used to love, and maybe still does.

Poems that have a destination but will forever stay in my drawer

Sometimes wind brings freshness. A calming scent of life that has been once again reborn. Sometimes wind brings feelings. Sounds of cries so far away, that they might be in a different language Sometimes wind brings words. Enveloped in chaos and confusion, they are picked up by humans, and gain a meaning. Open to criticism. I appreciate all tips and notes about my writing.