For all the girls
who never got enough
from the world
so they looked
in boys
and in books
until they realized
words
on paper
were far more impressionistic
than a boy
could ever be.
"ROT" is a spoken eulogy for someone still alive. This is an unflinching look at addiction, abandonment, and the quiet violence of watching someone decay in front of you. It's grief, rage, and mourning tangled in one. A poem for the ones who were left to rot alongside the people they couldn't save.
"This is my truth laid bare - unfiltered, raw, and unapologetic. Every line carries the weight of heartbreak, loss, and the silent strength it takes to rise again. If you've ever felt betrayed, unseen, or broken, this poem is for you. Step into the depths of emotion and feel what it means to be completely human."
Loving her was challenging...
But i was ready to give up everything...
I love her to the moon and back...
Even though i'm not the one in her heart...
[So...
I decided to make an individual book for each piece I make
(please inform me if this is similar to other poems that you have seen before)
(I'm terribly sorry if this is similar to other people's work, I assure you that it is higy unintentional!)
(Plagiarism is a crime⚠️)
An Individual book written by Gangster Heart (Jerrah Carlom)]
All rights reserved®
This is just a collection of some poems written by me... so nothing much.
Enjoy!! :)
Ratings:
ALONE: 19/09/2019 - #606 out of 34.5K stories
CRIMSON: 19/09/2019 - #29 out of 954 stories
21/09/2019 - # 92 out of 955 stories
♡A girl's heart♡
If you've seen multiple of my comments on books, sorry for being annoying.
I just wanted some recognition for my poems.
I would also appreciate it if you could read all my poems and not only the first ones (respectfully)
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~contiuous updates~
This is a collection of love poems with various themes like grieving a lost lover, hoping, longing, pining, hating and obsession.
We all ache for someone.
We have been loved, forgotten, entranced.
Once, at least once, we have belonged to another and it felt like home.
Hopefully, my poems cause a stirring in your soul to transfer from home being another person to home being our own self.
Love is lovely but loving yourself, that is divine.
lovers who never got to being together.
who fought, and dealt with absolute heartbreak. the seperate life's of one another.
how each other make one another feel full.
the swarming years of pain, without letting go.
(none of the art that i use is mine. i give credit to its rightful owner.)
short writings to express my emotions and thoughts.
trigger warning: I do write about drugs, alcohol, self harm, suicide, abuse, assault, harassment, stalking, murder, eating disorders, drugs, and rape.