Dead Fowers

Dead Fowers

  • WpView
    Reads 295
  • WpVote
    Votes 29
  • WpPart
    Parts 38
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing20m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Dec 19, 2021
"As I write myself I grow Because I've learned to lick Cuts and gashes And caress my sadness So I'll bloom Bloom into you" - "Dead Flowers" is a compilation of poems through adolescence till now. I used to thought that I was a poet but now I realize I just vent with an appreciation for the verses. This pseodopoems tells the story of a young girl overcoming the lost and grief of mutiple loved ones and the begining of an persuit for the wrong kind of love. A journey of lost, hate, trauma and an abusive relationship were this time the young girl turned adult tries to change her fate. Will she succee? --On Going--
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Monsters Inside My Head
  • Blooming Words
  • 333 Network
  • Dark Poetry
  • Poetry Of a Convoluted Mind
  • Something Mending -- VOL 1
  • Poems
  • The Words I couldn't Say
  • Shit Happens

WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines