Writtenwords Stories

hello again! another poetry book - number four, to be exact. if you've been here a while, you know the drill: there's no order to this thing, and after 100 poems or writing pieces, there's gonna be a new book. about the cover: it was a Thursday at Street Spirits, a local theatre group in PG. I was waiting outside the building, and it started raining. I liked the aesthetic of it. it gave off a very "theatre of the oppressed" feel, which is what Street Spirits does. I loved it. every time I see this photo, I'm taken back to rehearsal. STARTED: Jan.18.22 FINISHED: Jul.20.22

third poem collection. they aren't in any particular order or anything like that, and after 100, there will always be a new one. if you've been here a while, I'm sure you know the drill. now, about the cover. it was a random Thursday, and an old friend and I went to Cottonwood Island Park in PG. this bridge is covered in graffiti and writing, and it has been painted over to cover it up, or boards have been replaced to get rid of it. yet, there's always writing on this bridge. it felt like no matter what, nobody can silence the voices that need to be heard. and I felt that. anyways, please enjoy this chaotic collection of poetry. STARTED: March 2nd, 2021 FINISHED: January 18th, 2022

Hey everyone, it's Skyler and I'm back with a new book. Its not in any fandom but it's poetry that I've written. Hope you enjoy!

Mainly because this is how I felt in that one favorite subject which would probably be our last day of meeting, but then I was completely... not there.

Bits and pieces of non-sh*tty verbal diarrhoea produced by unnecessarily deep contemplation of the random as well as grievous realities by an antisocial battery.... 🙂🙂

Lately, 8 AM are more daunting than the 3AM. It means getting ready to put on a show like nothing bad is happening. It means no more hiding behind the blanket and laying in the comfort of the bed. It means no more sleeping a little more even if you were awake until 3. See that's why 3AM is a little better, you still have time to prepare to face another day but 8 AM is a no escape.

A collection of writings, ramblings and thoughts -Dedicated to the lost, lonely and hopeful-

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Just random poems that I think of, some are meant for spoken word, others are little drabbles! Contains sensitive topics that readers may find triggering. Please always practice self-care and skip over/step back if you feel like you need to.

Here's a continuation of 365, the story where I do my best to write SOMETHING every day. Wattpad has a chapter limit of 200, and that was reached on July 19th. So, the rest of the year will be written in this, I guess. The first 200 days of the year are in a story simply called "365". (It has the same cover.) STARTED: July 20th, 2022 FINISHED: October 27th, 2022 (due to unforeseen circumstances)

a compilation of short stories

--just some things I've written some are poems most are thoughts a few don't really belong here several are tmi but I've put them in anyway -- if you like what I've written please comment :)

This is a series , comprising of thoughts that I have created myself.

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A world of words, a lexicon of lines, a flurry of flow, all make this poem book grow🌹 All the poems in this book are written in the "flow" It's just for fun🌷 "Why so serious?..." - Joker

Poetry

I reached for the stars but it wasn't enough, you deserve the moon my love