100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how my life and mood has changed and gone up and down over the years. A lot are related to mental health, some are like little short stories, some are about love- the point is they're completely random! There is no kind of order to this in the book, when it is finished and I can professionally publish it I will group the poems together by themes in little chapters just to make it a bit easier to read. For now treat each poem as an individual. I update when I can but I'm still in my recovery journey with my mental health so updates will be here and there. All feedback is appreciated. Please don't steal/ use my work without my permission, legal action will be taken against anyone who does this as this book is copyrighted. All poems are original and entirely written by me and me alone. -Cover art isn't mine, it's just an image I found on Google-

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

War breaks out, Or so they shout. The odds of winning Are in doubt. We have no clue What the war is about, Yet we fight On and out. I'd like to get some stuff off of my chest. Some words I'd like to say. Some things I want to admit. All can be said here. STARTED: The second of January, 2018 COMPLETED: The sixteenth of November, 2018 HIGHEST: #2 in Poetry Cover by Youtumblrgeek

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.

[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/17 : #393 in Poetry 31/12/17 : #172 in Poetry 1/1/18 : #126 in Poetry 3/1/18 : #107 in Poetry 4/1/18 : #94 in Poetry 5/1/18 : #82 in Poetry 6/1/18 : #80 in Poetry 7/1/18 : #69 in Poetry 8/1/18 : #66 in Poetry 9/1/18 : #57 in Poetry 10/1/18 : #47 in Poetry 12/1/18 : #35 in Poetry 18/1/18 : #34 in Poetry 19/1/18 : #15 in Poetry 7/2/18 : #13 in Poetry 9/2/18 : #10 in Poetry 16/2/18 : #7 in Poetry 7/3/18: #6 in Poetry

Exploring the depths of my oh-so complicated brain / poetry / quotes

#27- flowers 11/21/18 #748- poetry We had this sick fantasy that we could be in love forever. That no one could tear us apart. Well, except ourselves.

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