Plantloverforlife
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I stand upon the edge, the sky a sheet of glass,
the wind below too wide, the fall too slow to pass.
I know the shape of stillness like a second skin,
and every thought of motion trembles deep within.
I dreamt once of a leap, a clean and burning flight,
but dreams are made of ash and fold away from light.
The air is full of space, but none of it is mine —
I reach into the blue, it doesn’t reach in kind.
I do not wear a chain, no tether holds me fast,
just all the quiet weight of future and of past.
The silence calls me near, then pulls its promise back,
and what I think is courage slips into a crack.
I have no song to sing, no signal for the sky,
no vow beneath my feet, no reason not to try.
But standing here too long becomes its own descent —
I fall a little more with every breath unspent.
And still I stay, though nothing here was made to keep.
Not every flight begins — and some begin too deep..
Blanida
Hi may I ask when you do an story again? And if I may say can aizawa be in it too, and I love your Storys, I read all of them
Love_Hizashi_Yamada
Hello, would you approve that I will translate one of your fanfiction into Russian? Fanfiction title: "wrong namber (chatfik). I will be very glad if you agree☺️
qerty342
Hi , I'm a huge fan of your fic stories . I was wondering if I could have your permission to use your stories for my YouTube channel? I'd give full credit and link back to you, please do consider it a humble request from all my youtube community
Plantloverforlife
I stand upon the edge, the sky a sheet of glass,
the wind below too wide, the fall too slow to pass.
I know the shape of stillness like a second skin,
and every thought of motion trembles deep within.
I dreamt once of a leap, a clean and burning flight,
but dreams are made of ash and fold away from light.
The air is full of space, but none of it is mine —
I reach into the blue, it doesn’t reach in kind.
I do not wear a chain, no tether holds me fast,
just all the quiet weight of future and of past.
The silence calls me near, then pulls its promise back,
and what I think is courage slips into a crack.
I have no song to sing, no signal for the sky,
no vow beneath my feet, no reason not to try.
But standing here too long becomes its own descent —
I fall a little more with every breath unspent.
And still I stay, though nothing here was made to keep.
Not every flight begins — and some begin too deep..
Plantloverforlife
Happy Pride month by the way. June is my favourite month cause it is also my birthday month. Considering I was born on June I don’t know how someone can expect that I am straight
Moonreaderthedragon
@Plantloverforlife IT'S THE MONTH OF GAY! :D (I can say that because I am bi)
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Author-ing
Heya~! I just wanted to say that I love your poems and stories, honestly you're an excellent writer, and I often end up beinge reading! Also, the way you write Izuku as a sassy and witty character in spite of his numerous setbacks is really inspiring. I hope I can write like you someday! Please take care of yourself.
Author-ing
I love that, you're so inspiring. I'm not nearly as advanced as you but I also look back at old stories and even drawings. After the initial cringe of past mistakes, seeing how much I've grown over time encourages me. If I've come this far, maybe I really can reach my goals if I just don't give up.
(I also can't wait for the school year to be over)
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Plantloverforlife
@Author-ing Thank so much. ❤️ The rain of class tests starts to stop. And I hope I can soon continue writing. School will end in two weeks and I can concentrate finally again on my books. Writing is a skill and by doing it often you can perfection it. It didn’t happen rarely that I was looking at my first story and thought oh God that is so embarrassing. I should deleted it but the story is part of the process. Part of my learning process. So even though I can look at it and think, Oh so terrible. I’m thinking also about how much I’ve developed and learned out of it
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Plantloverforlife
7. Day
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Today it is a poem about my day then a text
(PS: don’t worry about my metal health)
People say that talking helps, and honestly, they’re right,
It kind of does — not always, but sometimes it feels light.
It’s just that it gets hard, especially when you find
That the people you should talk to are the ones who messed your mind.
It’s hard to open up when they’re the reason that you’re down,
So instead, I write it out, no need for anyone around.
Just me and all my thoughts — I talk to them alone,
And somehow that’s the thing that helps me feel a little known.
I love to mix the things I love with things that help me cope,
Like rhyming out the mess inside when I’m low on hope.
I’m tired — people talk too much, too loud, too full of noise,
Sometimes it feels like they just shout to crush your voice.
They find ways to push you down, then leave you lying there,
And when you look for someone real, there’s no one who will care.
Or worse, they say it’s all your fault, they know the one who shoved,
And just because they like them more, they act like you're unloved.
So you talk to other people, those who weren’t around,
Try to see if they can tell why you’re still on the ground.
I don’t think it’s bad — it helps a bit, but then
You start to compare yourself to freer women, freer men.
A bird born in a cage might never dream of flight,
Until she sees the others soar across the open light.
Then she feels it too — the want to leave the ground,
Not because she’s broken, but because of what she’s found
Cool_Ice_Cube
@Plantloverforlife That was beautiful!! Thank you!! You should publish that!!!
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Plantloverforlife
Happy Easter guys (gays) hope y’all have a nice vacation.
Anactualgenius
Hii, (just saying hi to people) ❤️
Hope you have a great day <3
If u aren't having a good day then hopefully it will get better.
To help I will send hug.
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