My Poems
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Ever felt like no one ever understood how you felt? Well, I'm here to express the feelings I felt throughout some obstacles in my life. Maybe you can relate? Maybe you will think I'm crazy? However; you will never know until you enter my world. It's not poetry, but away to express myself.
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Experiment 13 (EDITING)
I glanced down the streets leading away from this treacherous town, wondering what it would be like to start over, how easy it would be to run away; settling on that thought I turned and began following the road that led out, aching for just a taste of something new, even if that meant I turned around and went back after. Soon my curiosity took over as my eyes trailed a mysterious trail twisted out of my view, I smiled, gripped my backpack, and headed down the trail. And just like that, my taste of a new life became more then I could chew as I uncovered secrets, and broke into places I was not suppose to be. Soon I got myself so deep I couldn't just turn and go back, now I have to fight for my life and struggle to break free of the monstrous people I had provoked. Does curiosity really kill the cat?Complete
Kidnapped
I was walking through the worst part of town - and may I add, in the dark. I was almost home...so close. Before I knew what was happening, I was witnessing a murder. Horrified, I tried to get away, but it was too late. I was taken hostage by a man, let me restate that, a monster. Will I ever be free again? What happens when he isn't who I thought he was? What happens when the monster turns out to be someone I could never have guessed?Complete
A Collection of Poems
These poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'm not that kind of a direct person, but there are things that are sometimes, better to kept secret. Here, these poems are what I wanted to say to my friends, to other important people, to people in general, to the world around me, to life and each detail it possesses. Each poem has a central theme, and around that revolves a certain story that I want to impart, something too delicate to be expressed directly, something too complicated. Here, I want to share who I am. That's ... probably all ... that I need to say.Complete
Reckless
My life was never easy i went through crazy shit within my life it just got harder and harder I never thought it was gonna get easier but things take time and hopefully it'll get better... right?Complete
The Runaway
Have you ever wonder why would people leave you hanging? Have you ever wonder why they come back to you without feeling guilty or they have no common sense at all? Have you ever wonder if you really moved on and leave the past behind but suddenly that man came crashing into your life again and start messing just to make you realize that you're still crazy in love?Complete
Waiting On You
This personal poetry book collection has been structured to be revisited and experienced multiple times. With poems that reflect on love, trauma, grief, and patterns, I invite you to follow along on this journey of coming unraveled. This story is just as much about endings as it is about beginnings, each adventure lies outside of a box.Complete
Trash Book of Extra.
Warning: I am a weirdo. This will contain some thoughts of mine, some poems, some deep shit, some thoughts I have as I go through the journey of self-exploration, lmao. Some chapters may be seen as too controversial but whatever you know. I mean, reading this is your choice. You don't have to. I mean, I'd like you all to read every chapter but it's not a story book so you may skip some chapters you don't like and read the ones that you do like. P.S. I do not deny that my thoughts are somewhat influenced by my environment and experiences. Also, this is the real me. Some people think I'm quiet and cold-hearted but on the inside I'm actually a big softie with feelings. To be honest, it's kinda my fault since I hate revealing my emotions to other people or even asking for help until I have to. And even then, I start hating myself for being such a weakling. That is a major character flaw of mine that I must overcome!Complete
Poems
The first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!Complete
I glanced down the streets leading away from this treacherous town, wondering what it would be like to start over, how easy it would be to run away; settling on that thought I turned and began following the road that led out, aching for just a taste of something new, even if that meant I turned around and went back after. Soon my curiosity took over as my eyes trailed a mysterious trail twisted out of my view, I smiled, gripped my backpack, and headed down the trail. And just like that, my taste of a new life became more then I could chew as I uncovered secrets, and broke into places I was not suppose to be. Soon I got myself so deep I couldn't just turn and go back, now I have to fight for my life and struggle to break free of the monstrous people I had provoked. Does curiosity really kill the cat?
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