histórias de Sadwriting

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. I want it to smell Like a school gymnasium No matter what I said When I did . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. Trigger warnings in some poems, please read them before you read the poem

"This River is Endless, Just like our feelings, Which is constantly flowing, Until we meet an end, We flow, We flow into the nothingness, Of our own, Wicked thoughts" 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 #10 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐩 500 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐩 1000 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭

original poetry about whatever i feel

167 words of a sad date

sad words strung together into a sentence.

Just something to show the sentences/paragraphs I've written from the tiktok trend "writers, finish this sentence" to help me with creativity and emotions. Please note that some of these are fictional, but most are real emotions that I have felt in my life.

This is probably just gonna be a lot of crappy writing and/or poetry... sorry. 🤷🏻‍♀️ maybe also just a bit of randomness and feels.

This is a collection of writing pieces I have written for various reasons I figured I'd share with you guys. A lot of them are very personal and your respect is requested. Something you may also want to keep in mind is some of these do contain possible triggers, all marked with **. Furthermore, please enjoy this small, overgrowing collection of any poems, short stories, etc. I have written.

Writing stuff at 3AM. Sometimes Poems. Sometimes one liners. Sometimes short stories with poetic meaning. Just whatever my sleep deprived brain fabricates. Still learning, please be kind :)

They said, "Smile through it." So I did. Until I couldn't anymore. A journal of collapse, clarity, and quiet survival. "Give me therapy-I'm a walking travesty, but I'm smiling at everything." This is the journal of a person unraveling in silence. Caelum doesn't exist-but he listens. Through 14 raw, unfiltered entries, follow one voice as they write through panic attacks, failed therapy, quiet shame, and the need to disappear... and slowly begin to confront the truth beneath the noise. This isn't a story of recovery. It's a story of recognition. If you've ever smiled while falling apart-this is for you. 🖤 Told in first-person journal entries 🖤 Trigger warnings: anxiety, depression, emotional isolation 🖤 Emotional themes: survival, memory, inner conflict, identity Still here. Still writing. Even if no one reads it.

• ONGOING • a book of poetry, all by me. think of this book like a vent book kinda. i apologize if the writing is bad. if this book gets big, i'll take requests . :) i didn't take the picture in the cover btw, only added the text with Desygner.

It's lonely without you. Now that you're gone, I can't seem to get you off my mind. You're always just in the corner of my brain. Nothing entertains me anymore. I guess I'm never able to forget you.

depressed songs & poems...

Hello everyone, here I will be posting all the poems which I write. Not any particular genre, but I hope you all like it. I am not a proper poet, but I write as a hobby. Hope so you all can relate to the poems and show some love. All the poems posted here or will be posted here in the future are written by me. Plagiarism won't be appreciated as it is my hard work and feelings in each of the poems published. (Updated the name, cause why not . Sorry guys it was not catchy so had to.)

Just a compilation of stories to go along with songs and thoughts to help me vent.

Suddenly Victoria's boyfriend Ben (who she has been dating for a few months) has stopped texting and she has no idea why he has; Until his mom texts her a week later about what's really going on.

Another little look into my Midnight Thoughts

idk man it's poetry

127 words about their head between my thighs