Just a bunch of poems I write to help get through life. You can see my journey through anxiety, friendships, relationships, sexuality confusion, family nonsense and depression. You might relate. I love comments (including grammar corrections). I do not own the artwork, I give credit to the artist when I can find it. I do own the poems so please give me credit and all that stuff. I do doubt anyone would be using my poetry for anything but anyway. I have a new book titled 'You.' which you'll be able to find in my account. I will only be updating that book from now on instead of this one as this one is completed.

And I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.

Compilation of submissions to @PoetsPub Summer 2021 Challenge.

This is a personal documentation through poetry. I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it be enough for you. 2022

you once asked why i never felt good enough to love you, this is why All rights reserved ©️2018 immortalitatis- cover by the lovely @hurtcopain

Just a random girl who has a shattered life 🫂 I post almost daily and if not I'm sorry for not being so active. Just keep a little patience and I'll be back with some awesome content ✧ About me: A girl who has picture perfect love but somehow ends up getting her heart broken ♛ What made me want to write? Wanted to make other people feel that they're not alone with all these messed up feelings ✿

She put her face in the crook of his neck and whispered a small 'thank you'. They never talked about their relationship status or anything of the sorts for the rest of the night. It almost felt trivial. Like it was the last thing they wanted. A label. They were happy where they were right now. On one couch with piles of covers and Chinese and hot chocolate. Rane slowly let on that she wished they were together but right now it didn't feel important. - Luke thinks he has met an angel in girl-form named Rane, and their story is told through colors of the rainbow. This story is told through everything that reminds him of her.

Taste my desire for life and love, adventure and honesty, on my chapped lips and tongue. Drink from me, the light of unseen tomorrows. Empty me of all that I made myself of; what I think I am. I am a huge zap between reality and imagination. Bridge me already. **** Highest ranking in Poetry-#12 ©VioletEden2015

I've been caught up with this guy for a while who's not interested in me at all. But I've been smiling and forwning everyday at the sight and just the thought of him. I never thought that I would be feeling something like this, especially at my senior year where we'll be apart soon enough. I have no idea where this would lead me but 2 hearts will probably just remain as 2. We'll just have to wait and see. "I'm merely a sentence in your life but I have filled libraries with the thought of you." P.S. RI = Random Interaction