Poetry
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  • Reads 86
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  • Parts 7
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jan 22, 2017
{ A collection of poems and quick-writes that I've done. }
                     

Poetry is a writing style that I've always admired because every single person interprets each word and stanza differently according to how the world chose to shape them. This perfectly displays that everyone is, inevitably, quite unique.

I greatly hope you enjoy my work! I love feedback, comments, and questions, so don't ever be afraid to PM me or leave a quick little comment. ^^



[WARNING: Certain content may be dark and/or slightly triggering to some. Potential sensitive topics include: depression, anxiety, self-harm, suicidal thoughts, insecurity, basic negative feelings, etc. NO violently graphic pictures, videos, or extremely in-depth descriptions of a graphic sense will be displayed here. Curse words are kept to an attempted minimum.]

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MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.