Poem Book
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Last published Tue, Oct 12, 2021
I like to write poems when I'm feeling down, so here have some edgy 15 year old angst poems.
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A few of my dramatic and extremely personal poems (I write the adventure and you experience it) (not taking commissions at the moment). Enjoy!~
Golden Girl, Golden World
❝Love looks great on the screen, press rewind and repeat, but what happens behind the scenes? Once the cameras off and the crowd is gone. Tell me, is love just a facade that looks good? Do you love me here in Hollywood? ❞
A Little Bit Of Joy | ✔
[Featured by wattpad romance, teen fiction, young adult and psychologicalnovel] Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy. * * * from some of my readers of this book, thanks❤- ❝I LOVE YOUR STORY OKAY. THIS STORY AND YOUR WRITING- IT GIVES ME HOPE YOU KNOW.❞ - aimawrites ❝This is so different than so many stereotypical stories on here and i'm so glad i read it.❞ -lepus_leporis ❝They're both so poetic and beautiful and perfect for each other. GAHHhh I love them.❞ - alycecaswell ❝The way she vividly describes the world makes me so happy. Heat keeps rushing to my cheeks in pure euphoric joy. This book is making me so grateful for everything around me and I never want it to end.❞ - nylammeeyn [highest rank: 7 in sad] [cover by soulanatomy]Complete💕Welcome💕
Surviving You
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🃏 Adulthood 🃏
♦️♦️♦️ A collection of my songs and poems. From 2023 to 2025. I removed my other collection with my earlier works. They just no longer reflect me as a person and as an artist. Disclaimer: Some of them tell fictional stories. CW//some might be disturbing The cover art was made by me, more art by me is available on my Pinterest: @mikeys_arts Have fun interpreting. ♦️♦️♦️Complete
Sweet Misery: End of the Trail
❝ I take my denim jacket, wear rose colored lenses. Sun rising, I walk the streets-somewhere in Los Angeles.❞ ⤜♡→ songbook no.1 of my original lyrics for my future debut album ( tbr sometime 2030 or before?! ) + the EP before that, 'Heart Right Through Verdugo'. These set of songs are inspired by my travels in the city/county of Los Angeles while being the most heartbroken I've ever been. Life goes on. Live laugh love L.A. Bittersweet Rebeginnings are only a boulevard away ཐི♡ཋྀ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ STARTING POINT: Somewhere in Los Angeles, CA ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩ END OF THE TRAIL: Santa Monica, CA
𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝖩.𝖦 𝖷 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱 -
|| MATURE THEMES || "And you say "Did you even notice, that I, began, to bleed?" And it all goes out of focus, and I hear you start to scream. Help me. Help me. Why won't you help me?" - flatsound - "Well I was at a friend's, and that's the only answer your going to get, so quit asking!" I snap, and he just sits there in disbelief. I not only hated when people asked questions they already know the answer to, because it seems like they're trying to be smug about it, or have some egotistical strong belief that they know everything. "Help me, help you. I don't fully understand where you're coming from, but I'd like to get your perspective on things. We're going to be around each other for awhile so just open up a bit. I know your irritated because you don't want help, but nothings wrong with at least trying to explain what's happening." I was a bit taken back with his response, it was like my heart yearned to pour out all my secrets, and the deepest darkest thoughts that I keep hidden was threatening to spill out from my mouth. "We've known each other for what? Three days? And you think we have some unbreakable bond?" My body screamed to stop, but it was like first instinct. To push the people who love me, away, and people who want to get to know me better, away. Though I don't exactly enjoy this part of myself, but I know in my heart, that if I get involved with him, it'd only break my heart. ✙✙✙✙ STARTED : September 26, 2023 FINISHED : October 1, 2023 ✰✰✰✰ #6 johnnieguilbert 09/30/23 #174 depressing 09/30/23 #42 sad romance 09/30/23 #62 readatyourownrisk 09/30/23 #25 youtuberxreader 09/30/23 #5 probation 09/30/23 #4 housearrest 09/30/23Complete
Love, Taylor | TS
Dear Rory, I'm sorry about what I said. I'm leaving for LA in two days. Can we talk before then, please? We can just drive around as usual. I don't know how to do this if you're upset with me. Call me please. I'm staying at my parents' house. Love, Taylor *** Aurora Taylor has been living her best life for the past ten years or so. She works for Odyssey, a travel magazine based in New York City, New York, where she gets to go on dozens of trips a year to the most beautiful corners on earth to write articles about her journey. When she's not travelling, she also dabbles in fiction writing, a little secret passion of hers only few people know about. When the pressure of her two jobs gets a little too hard to manage, she decided to take a week off in a beautiful town at the beach in Northern Italy. A week full of unadulterated fun and relaxation, with unlimited glasses of chilled Prosecco and gelato cones. Or, so she thought. Her plans are completely ruined when she runs into someone she never thought she would ever see again. Not in person at least. A ghost from her past. Taylor Swift. Thirteen years and the universe decides to throw them together in a random town in Italy. Taylor does not believe that it is a coincidence. Aurora is a little reluctant to believe it. But thirteen years is a hard number for Taylor to ignore and she is adamant on making things right with the writer who finds it hard to forgive and forget all that was said and done thirteen years ago. *** This story is entirely my work of fiction. All characters and fictional places are from my own imagination except for real celebrities. The timeline is not necessarily a hundred percent accurate to Taylor's for the sake of the story and for it to make sense. I hope you enjoy it!Complete
Me Working Through It
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.Complete
A few of my dramatic and extremely personal poems (I write the adventure and you experience it) (not taking commissions at the moment). Enjoy!~
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