12am Stories

When ideas become a heroine.

◜✉️ ˒ 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗋𝗒 , ..𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋..𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆..𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗌𝗇𝗈𝗐...𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋..𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋...𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍..𝖬𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝗂𝗆..𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾..𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇. 𝟣𝟣 : 𝟧𝟫 𝟣𝟫𝟫𝟫 , 𝟣𝟤 , 𝟥1

First Place: Poetry ~Writer's Book Awards Third Place: Poetry ~Rose Book Awards Best Story Quote: 1st Runner-Up ~House of Cards/Clubs Poetry, to me, is the release of pent up emotions, bottled up feelings, unspoken words and unvoiced thoughts on paper. Poetry is art. This is a collection of slightly unrelated poems and a few quotes written entirely by myself for my inner peace and your entertainment. Rankings (subject to change): #1 in spilledink #1 in africanpoetry #1 in poetic justice #1 in nigerianauthor #1 in poetrycommunity #1 in realpoetry #1 in 12am #1 in 1am #1 in 2am #1 in thoughtful #2 in poemcollection #3 in poeticjustice #3 in poembook #8 in poetry #9 in poetic #10 in poem

today was like no other day. today I learnted that I am chicken potato and I need to be friend. help me along my journey ‼️‼️‼️

simply weird thoughts made by 2 different waffles every time they stay awake. their names are "bloody waffle" and "classy waffle." bloody waffle is @--pentaholic. classy waffle is @freakyfruitfly.

Back at the pizzaria for more?i thought so!prequel of fnaf story also by me!

Poetry for the loved Poetry for the lovers Poetry for the sad Poetry for the healers Poetry for the heartbroken Poetry for the keepers Poetry for the ones who find peace in pen and papers

If loss were a taste, you'd spit it out as soon as you were able to. But it isn't. It's a sound and a cry and it goes on forever. ♡ This is a book depicting the thoughts that invade my mind, written in poetry or prose.

~ » all my dreams are almost impossible « ~ ~ poetry ~

A collection of bittersweet, heartbreaking, and relatable poems.

This is a collection of short stories or as I like to call them poems. Although, they are dark and yet pure and soft. I hope you're able to remember moments of kindness and happiness. I thank you for the opportunity of sharing these moments with you & for you taking the time to read them. Thank you for your support, truly. -m.j.h. (These are my words & my pictures I have captured in those moments.)

Things that play on your mind, beings that glow under street lights. Stars that bring tears to your eyes; things that go bump in the night.

You broke me in thousands of pieces and I ingested every single piece of it- I have made myself so engaged, Got no time to cry, No time to process emotions. I keep avoiding my feelings, cuz' I'm afraid to go in depth. No matter what happens, Cinderella is dead now.

I find that writing my thoughts down often doubles as therapy... It helps me work through how I am feeling in that moment before it gets overwhelming. I started writing these short pieces a couple years ago when things started getting dark in my life. I hope you find peace in at least one of my pieces. enjoy xx p.s. some pieces are cringe, others less so, but these are my unspoken thoughts - unfiltered, raw, and emotional.

I just me venting all my emotions in to poetry and writing

A short novel about mysterious death, that could take you on a journey.

writing in the peek of the night (probs not poetry, just random thoughts during midnight)

Here is some stuff such as short angst, poems, smut eh idk probably more TWS abuse Drugs Alcohol Self harm Attempts Suicide Smut Mental health issues idk Blood Terrible writing Unfinished ideas General sh1t Now enjoy this blood bath of a thing. Thank you🐢