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𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨. -------------- I have been stealing stars and descending into derived madness; it is to satisfy the parasite within me. These poems are all for them... to relieve the aching, to stop the itching. In this way, I hope to stay a little bit longer and touch the hearts of people feeling the same way.

These are just some random ideas I get once in a while. so basically just food for thought. ;D ps, please vote and comment on chapters you like

She had everything people dream of - a warm home filled with love, a family that never let her feel alone, and a heart full of stories waiting to be written. Becoming a writer wasn't just her dream... it was her way of breathing. But life doesn't always follow the stories we imagine. The person she trusted the most - her best friend - became the very reason her world shattered. Secrets turned into betrayal, and laughter turned into silence. And just when she thought love would heal her, it broke her even deeper. He promised forever. He promised truth. But in the end, his words were nothing more than beautiful lies. Now, with a pen in her trembling hands and a heart full of unspoken pain, she begins to write again - not fairy tales, but the kind of story that hurts to read... because it's real. This is not a story about love. This is a story about losing it, surviving it, and learning how to live after everything you believed in falls apart.

"this red thread woven in the vulnerable. | are we dull and palpable like you sought? | such impressible hearts that seek | another joyful memory | but let's just pretend, | that the conclusion is miles away. | swan songs and tidings, | are not what the world invites | but this heart yearns for so | and for a moment | the light shone and all bask in it | even beneath this raw flesh." song inspo: no choir by Florence & The Machine. It's seen 3 years and I am so excited to bring you another around of my short but interesting poetry. and I'm so happy. As usual feel free to Interpret these poems however. While listing to the inspiration songs and I'll make a full playlist of all songs this time. cover by me.

The mind is never silent. Shadows coil, whisper, and grow claws in the dark. A poetry collection of obsession, need, and the parts of us that refuse to sleep.

You must know real war To walk into my life with No bulletproof vest on⚔️ This is my book of poetry about love in all forms: growth, healing and other drugs. I hope you enjoy it, as much as I enjoyed bringing it to life! 🦄 WARNING: This is my first draft, so they'll be a few grammatical mistakes, so don't eat me.

updated weekly. warning!! i publish on wattpad only (teenfic.net i'm looking at you)...i'm so sorry you're reading a stolen version of my work. please go to @halfasouldivided_ on wattpad to read the original thanks!

This is not merely a collection of poems, These are pieces of my soul, like scattered light, still shine in quiet wholeness. The poems carry the whole of me within. The things I am too scared to say or admit all bound up in different poems. Some will be relatable and some will be heart wrenching so are you ready for a good cry??

How I feel/ what's in my head

Collection of poems each addressed to one The words we never got to share. Who will forgive you after reading the letter? Who will understand why and come back? The real question remains what happened and why? Do you love them enough to find out why? Read the letters they all receive to figure out the truth as we all know there are three parts to every story His Yours The truth. What will you believe ?

A collection of poems about trauma, grief, depression, addiction, childhood, and loss. *Trigger Warning*

These poems carry the weight of love lost, the sting of betrayal, and the silence that followed heartbreak. They are pieces of me I couldn't bury memories I kept alive in verse. If you've ever loved too deeply, hurt too quietly, or stayed too long these are for you. Joestassy

a stack of envelopes tied together with string.

my original poetry... I am leaving it as completed because idk when I'm going to stop warning can be sad

{WIP} Mostly vent poetry, but also random poems.

Weeping Nights is a collection of poetry and prose about feelings of pain, heartbreak, depression and some piece of advice. Highest Rank: #2 poemcontest 03/15/22

A collection of words written from the deepest cracks of a heavy aching heart. A deeply vulnerable collection of lyrical free verse for the aching, the lonely, and the beautifully broken.

As I write this, I'm sitting at my corner desk. A warm light and a hazy but cozy music repeats itself. In a frantic that I might not be able to remember verses that make you, I jot this down. Ultimately, I want my thoughts of you to be tucked away somewhere far, somewhere safe. Like a dusty old book at the top shelf in a lonely library. I know you'll be out there somewhere, and when I long for you, I'll reach out to this, these verses that poured out of me, for you. I'm no poet. I'm no artist. But from my depths, you, you alone pulled out these words. I've left mistakes uncorrected, verses raw, for in this plentiful universe, only you remain flawless. Words that hurt. Words that healed. Words that filled.

This is a collection of poems I've written. My writing can go from the whispers of a broken soul to the chuckles of a joyous heart but overall my intention is expression. I hope that my writings remain immortalised as they touch and connect people. Thank you for reading, please do get in touch for comments of praise or tips.

I write poems sometimes so i've decided that i'll publish them here!! All poems are written by me, unless I state otherwise. Enjoy...? 🤷 not that I actually expect anyone to read this