This is a work of satire and absolutely intended to offend.
Please consult with a doctor before consumption if you suffer from the following;
- RupiKaur Syndrome
- FakeDeepitis
- PTSD (Pretentious TwatShite Disease)
- a general lack of humour
Some are long, some are short, they sound Hella deep but honestly idk how else to write them
I tossed these bad boys together and I mostly didn't revisit them after the first writing and I probably didn't edit them at all after
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.
With shaking hands is a collection of poetry I've created over the span of three years, here you'll find poems about, love, loss, growth, recovery. May you find a safe space here, may you find peace here.
By no means at all am I trying to make fun of any religions. As I was listening to some music, it took to meet a family where I felt the energies that needed to spoken. This will be a story, I am hoping to have a new entry everyday
I like to really writing poems, so I decided to post some on here :) These are all pretty short but I still want to warn you that there are som darker themes/ depictions of death in these stories. Please keep in mind I'm a beginner so my writing is by no means perfect. Anyways, I really hope you enjoy ☺️
Thoughts that enter my head around my creative time of 5am. A collection of poems and short stories, this book is random, I hope it can make you laugh, smile, or cry or whatever emotions you feel.