Poetrytime Stories

just memories trapped in my head

Slow Death

poetry, talk of substances, abuse, and love, unspoken words to sooth the healing.

Wandering in my mind and reading the walls of this endless maze I'm in. Phrasing them into thoughts and poems.

this is a book of one sentence poetry, poetry where you know the feelings that they explain. each poem may be short, but they represent a million words. updates quite of...