Sad-poetry storie

here's some of my poetry and stuff. Sometimes I write my heart and soul out so i wouldn't be surprised if you cry or something. leave comments if you would like a specific topic or for a metaphor on a specific object or thing, I enjoy experimenting with different topics and please know my work is my opinion and may not apply to you. Don't be afraid to criticize me on my errors, it doesn't affect my mental state, promise!!

My struggles with day to day life consumed by anxiety, depression, and chronic illness. Welcome to my hell hole. The only way to cope is to write.

Sixteen years. They say these will be the best years of my life. Sometimes I wonder.

An increasing collection of poems.

I wrote this for the days when losing a parent still hurts in ways I don't know how to explain. This book is me talking about what it's like to grow up with an absence, to carry grief quietly, and to learn how to live when someone important is no longer there. These poems are not meant to sound perfect. They are written like conversations I'm sitting with you, telling you what I've learned about loss, about becoming strong too early, and about the moments when I just want to stop being brave. Sometimes I Grow Up, Sometimes I Refused Not To is for anyone who had to figure things out alone, who misses someone deeply, and who is still trying to heal without rushing themselves.