Истории Latenightthoughts

I never planned to share these. They were just some journal entries I wrote when my heart felt too full-of love, of memories, of people I once thought would stay. Some of them are about someone from my past. Some of them are about the kind of love I'm still hoping to find. If you're reading this, I guess these words aren't just mine anymore. Maybe you'll find something here that feels familiar. Here's to bringing us closer.

These poems trace the slow ache of falling for someone you cannot have - not because you are unloved, but because you are loved differently. Haunted is about restraint, unspoken feelings, and the courage it takes to protect a friendship from your own heart.

A quiet heart waits in hope, listening for a message that may never come. ✨💔

My digital diary, real life experiences and deliberations. As a means to preserve my dignity, I choose to remain anonymous, but will love to converse with you. If you'd like to read the contents of the mind of a young Christian woman, feel free to peruse, but please don't judge.

>These are the things I never said. >In case you ever wondered. -Unread. still yours.

pm thoughts

Even though I don't have you, I can still think about your finger tips running up my spine late at night. ~ Yes, all the letters are ment to be lower case.

thoughts i have late at night that make me question my existence - usually 'what if' theories and your usual conspiracy theories ♡

Hey guysss :) This are just some random quotes, poems and thoughts about Self-Harm and Suicide. I know what it's like to just want to end it all, but believe me IT'S NOT. And I'm always here if you need some help. Btw this is my first book so please don't expect too much XD

"i swear i didn't do it because i wanted to die! i just wanted to see what my pulse looked like on the inside." (andrea gibson, 'when the bough breaks')

some random work i made late at night :>

A book of original poetry and short stories! Feedback is appreciated :)

Poems and things

This is a book filled with a whole bunch of poems that I wrote mainly at night hence the reason why I named it What Keeps Me Up at Night. These poems will be about love, heartbreak, trauma, anxiety, depression etc. Things that I have dealt with and writing as been my therapy and I want to share them. Please do not steal these are my ideas.

This is just going to be a bunch of random thoughts that I have

Is there a way out from this labyrinth? Maybe in poems and unsaid love we can seek refuge. Perhaps, this is what we stay alive for.

A book of short sentimental, late night, heart broken, moments when I write. Hope you enjoy❤️ *** All poems are mine. Any duplicates will be reported. Do not steal, what I feel. ***

I thought I would write this as a method of getting myself to finally start writing on paper/digitally. Now why would you want to read the thoughts of a sixteen year old girl? I know lots of reasons sure, but that's not the point. Let's look past age and experience and simply process what is said. These thoughts can be anything I ramble to myself at night, they can be things of realization I had, or even prompts to take about a pressing problem and my opinion. Maybe a rant or two. Who knows, maybe even something inspirational. But while I don't know how these words will effect you and I know these words will mean nothing special to many of you, I hope someone out there will understand these words like I do, and relish in everything they have to bring. But regardless of your intents and your opinions I wish you a good read - Madison PS. Don't be afraid to comment your opinions and your thoughts on the matter at hand, rant yourself if you like

The girl that turned her tears into black ink.

Random poetry and songs. 😊