Poeembook Stories

My best work is done when I'm on the edge of blacking out, when you finally stop trying to pretend you have a grip on what runs though your mind, you should try writing with your eyes half closed and your mind wide open. This may be an on going project I may never finish or may decide to move certain works to different places depending on how this goes. I always have new ideas popping up here and there, I wanted a place I could put them all for others to read and maybe gain new perspective, learn from the things I write about or simply just enjoy mindless reading even if it's just jumbled emotional words. Some of these I wrote in high school...I'm sure you could tell...some of these could be as recent as yesterday. New ones will be thrown into the mix could be everyday day or every once in awhile, some nights I get decent sleep, but on the ones I can't...you might get lucky 😉

She was just a lonely girl who just happens to get her heart explored but later dropped on the ground. Now she gathers up the pieces of what once was a whole heart full of love and now pours what's left of that love into little pieces of poems and songs. Read through and may you find that lonely girl among those words and maybe she will one day just be lonely and not sad anymore.

Hello, I write sad poetry with a hint of chaos.

A book of Poems I write from time to time. I'll update fairly often.

Poetry written by me for you. I hoping that you find comfort and can some what relate to the stuff that I'm writing, I hope to make you feel less alone in this terrifying but beautiful world.

After their final battle, Gio is cut off from the outside world, confined to another dimension with memories and horror scenarios playing nonstop. Forced to face their pasts in Gio's, Axel, Indigo, and Kiwi must come together for the ultimate crusade, with the nightmarish fate of their best friend in their hands.

I used to believe in fairytales. Not the ones where the princess gets the prince, but the one where families' are whole. There is love. Parents stay together. People are happy. I used to pray for that fairytale the way some girls pray for their prince. I didn't need a Cinderella moment, I just wanted peace. But peace won't come from others living a life you deem perfect. Peace comes from living your life the way that makes you happy. He's not coming back, be at peace with that.