Historias de Adultpoetry

These are all written by me because I have too much on my mind, body, and soul. I am only 5'2 and 19 years old. I shouldn't feel this sad.

Dive into the turbulent depths of a fractured heart in this raw and unflinching poem. "Hatred of Love Turns to Lust" explores the chaotic emotional landscape of obsession, lust, and the desperate search for connection. Prepare for a visceral journey into the darkness and intensity of unrequited desire.

A book of my poems. This book is available for purchase on Amazon. Dark Thoughts is still available on paperback, if that interests you. Here is the synopsis for it: A person's mind conjures up the sublime, the erotic, the dangerous, and the twisted. This book dives into what is buried deep inside. This collection puts into writing what our hearts often seeks to avoid, the truth about where our soul dwells when others aren't looking. Dark Thoughts https://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_1_17?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=dark+thoughts+by+erica+locke&sprefix=Dark+Thoughts+by+%2Caps%2C275&crid=24K55P5XUW5HN

A poetry collection for grown-ups, about mature topics, written from an adult's perspective.

a collection. an art piece. a life.

If you can ignore me then you can live a life without me

lingering love

- A collection of poems that relate to loss, love, and discovering yourself in your twenties. - #26 in #twentysomething (09/27/2023)

Sequel to my first book, For You. This is a collection of poems I am still in the process of writing as I look at lessons I've learned that I would've liked to share with the younger version of myself that wrote For You. You'll probably appreciate this book more if you read For You first ;)

Lust in every line. Skin between the stanzas. This is poetry that moans, aches, begs, and bites. A collection of sensual, bold, and unapologetically erotic poems that explore desire in all its forms-soft touches, rough nights, whispered cravings, and undone hearts. If you like your words dripping with heat and honesty, Naked Verses is your new late-night addiction.

These poems do not chart healing- only the slow, stubborn act of surviving its absence.