insufferablelilies

sometimes i find myself wrapped up in words. aching to get them out, yet ever failing to do so. other times, the words pour out of me. i can't stop them. they're like a flowing river rushing out, to reach its home once again after the winter lets it melt. but most of the time, it's neither. most of the time, the words choke me. i can't express them. they feel so heavy, like a book bag weighing you down on the way to your next class. no matter what, they never give me peace.
          
          - update on why i haven't been writing :)

now posted: the first poem in a new collection of poems

now posted: im just a girl next to the lines of tragedy, a poem. my personal favourite poem of mine.
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          im done with the poems for now :)

now posted: autumn. a poem about the transition of seasons, summer to autumn

now posted: the first poem in a series of poems 
          (two more to go before I'm done for now!!)

now posted: middle, a poem inspired by: late night thoughts (not included in the 2 am poetry collection as it was not written late at night, simply inspired by the thoughts that curate in my head then)
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          i am almost done publishing all of my current poems i swear T_T

now posted: 2-in-1 poem feature

now posted: four poems in a series of (an indefinite amount) of poetry written late at night

now posted: do the poets, a poem inspired by poetrys existence

now posted: pain, a poem inspired by my intrusive thoughts