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An anthology of hand-written (hand-typed...?) original poems. Quite possibly a few rants and small stories. Maybe. We'll see. Don't quote me on that.
Enjoy.

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"The money,

 The power,

 The sex,

 The f a m e.

 The lies,

 The guilt,

 The pride,

 The s h a m e.

 The drugs,

 The party,

 The rules,

 The g a m e.

... T h e T e e n a g e W a s t e."

~ Teenage Waste - Blackbear.

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We're Broken People by kalyonthe

Maybe you don't know it yet, maybe you haven't noticed it, maybe you haven't felt it. But all of us, are broken somewhere on the inside. We've all been sad at one point or another, or depressed, or lonely. We've all been broken. ______________ Just a collection of short stories and poems by a sad teenager.

Thoughts Of Me, Sorry. by psalmwolfe

Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**

My Poetry Stash by Izakai_Lord

Welcome to My Poetry Stash Forget everything you think a poetry book should be. This is a hidden stash of thoughts, a labyrinth of musings, and a journey through the untamed corners of my mind. Inside, you'll find fragments of life's mysteries, brief flashes of clarity, and questions without answers - all woven into a tapestry of emotion, imagination, and wonder. Will you dare to wander in? This is a place where whimsy dances with introspection, shadows stretch long, and chaos murmurs secrets to the curious. You might stumble upon the echo of a forgotten dream, the flicker of a buried truth, or a mirror reflecting something uncomfortably familiar. Moonlight breaks through thought-darkened skies, leaves crunch beneath your feet, and each turn offers something unexpected. Not all paths lead where you expect - and some truths may ask more of you than you're ready to give. These poems are more than words. They're invitations, riddles, and companions on a winding trail. The terrain is wild, the views dizzying, and the journey - unpredictable. So consider this your invitation. There are no guarantees here. Just questions, reflections, and the thrill of exploring something real. Come prepared. Bring your curiosity, your courage - and maybe a flashlight. Good luck, traveler. You're going to need it. Inside this stash lies more than poetry - it's a map of meaning, mischief, and mystery.

My library of short stories by Izakai_Lord

Welcome to the Library of Tales, a realm born from the depths of a twisted mind, where logic pirouettes with madness and chaos reigns supreme. Here, the absurd and extraordinary collide: knives twirl through the air in deadly ballets, lava pits echo with the wails of tormented souls, candylands brim with grotesque creatures spawned from the union of nightmares and dreams, and cosmic entities swap destinies with mortals in an eternal cycle of ascension and fall. Among the infinite corridors lies a father defying the fiercest storm for love, a man returning to the past to face the haunting truth about a long-lost friend, and a rebellion of animals rising against the twisted experiments of a deranged candy empire. This sentient labyrinth of shifting shelves and living tomes is presided over by a Librarian whose essence infuses every creak and shadow. Within these twisting halls, whimsy and horror play an eternal game of hide-and-seek. Darkness offers comfort while light blinds. Comedy and tragedy trade masks with gleeful abandon, and the boundaries of good and evil blur into a haunting nursery rhyme. Beware, traveler-crossing the threshold will not leave you unchanged. The library's secrets dig deeper than any wound, its stories unraveling the fabric of your reality and opening more eyes than you thought you had. So, tell me: will you take the risk? Within these walls, knowledge and peril are bound together. Here is your key and card-a gift and a warning. The Library is watching, waiting. Whatever you expect, it will not be what you find. Good luck, brave soul-your journey begins now.

Fabled - Short Stories by 107awesome

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Blood Rose || A Collection Of my Poetry: Pt. 2 by Anastasia_noir_rosa

This book doesn't follow a common theme; it's simply a collection of whatever came to mind. Ever wanted to step into the mind of a delusional teenager? Wondered if what you felt wasn't just a "you" thing? Well, you might be in the right place... unfortunately. But hey, no shame in that. Just be prepared for some utter monstrosities. These poems were written when I was around 15 to 16 years old. Please don't assume that these reflect who I am today.

Madness by Nocturnal_wonders

Mind is a wonderful thing.. it's something that makes us-humans, different from one another. We all have a nose,a mouth, two hands, two feet, two eyes, one head-it's the mind inside that head that makes a difference. It's the mind that decides our character, it decides our actions, it defines our life,it's our mind that makes us love or hate something or someone. People aren't all bad or all good.. they have a touch of both but it's the mind that tricks us into loving or hating a person. Most of the times we don't actually love a person, we love the image of the person that our mind creates based on our memories with that person & same goes for the hate as well, we have bad memories with a person, we have a bad image of the person which leads to us hating that particular individual. We don't see people for who they actually are, we don't see the world for what it actually is, we merely see the image of it that our mind has created, the world for us is nothing more than an illusion. Our own personal illusion.. What's funny is that no one's ever going to know your illusion-your world as it is for you.. Despite all of the brilliant illusions that our mind creates, mind itself is the greatest creation of the mother nature. Without mind-this great tool, there would've been no cell phones, no television, no books, no music, no love, no hate, no life. nothing! But in reality, the mind is but a twisted yarn of madness. Yet every mind is great in itself. And didn't they say..? "No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness" -with love, Harika

Me, Myself And I by DarkDameWriter

This is a poem book about a few things that others don't know about me. Some depressing, some are happy and some are mean. Through these poems, I express my true emotions about certain things and certain people. Please read with an open mind. Please VOTE & COMMENT nicely. I may not have mentioned this but I also write poems for others, they tell their past or current problems and I write a poem myself dedicated in their honour. So if any of you would like.. I could the same for you. It's no problem at all. Thanks for reading!! By: @DarkDameWriter Cover By: @seamless_thoughts

The Scars I Carry by Riah_caveDweller

A collection I've put together of a few original poems I've written over the years. These poems are relating to personal experiences and emotions, and I debated publishing them for a very long time. I've finally decided to publish some of my work in hopes that they can help some people through difficulties, as writing them helped me. I will be adding more as I write them of course. There are various forms and styles so each piece is different from the others, although this collection follows similar themes. I will be putting trigger warnings for each and every poem that requires them, as well as which triggers are contained in which poems that way you have the best idea of what you will find. If at any point you feel triggered by my writing or by something else, please don't be afraid to reach out for help, you are never alone, I promise you. The themes/possible triggers contained within this collection are the following; self-harm, suicide attempts and general talk of suicide, emotional and psychological abuse, childhood trauma, mental health and mental illness (anxiety, depression, ptsd, anorexia- etc), death and dying-and others. Enjoy ❤️

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We're Broken People

Maybe you don't know it yet, maybe you haven't noticed it, maybe you haven't felt it. But all of us, are broken somewhere on the inside. We've all been sad at one point or another, or depressed, or lonely. We've all been broken. ______________ Just a collection of short stories and poems by a sad teenager.