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2 Drowning in Quicksand Whenever I write it feels like I'm drowning in quicksand.
Poetry: General, T, English, Angst & Poetry, words: 114, 12/7/2015
2Darkness Turns into Dawn Darkness turns into dawn.
Poetry: General, T, English, Angst & Hurt/Comfort, words: 148, 12/5/2015
1 Darkness falls Darkness calls and darkness falls.
Poetry: General, T, English, Angst & Hurt/Comfort, words: 34, 12/4/2015
1 Darkness It's caused a hole in my heart.
Poetry: General, T, English, Angst & Hurt/Comfort, words: 79, 12/4/2015
1 Dance, Dance Dance, dance, dance.
Poetry: General, K, English, words: 26, 12/4/2015
2 Broken Wings All I have are these wings that are broken.
Poetry: General, T, English, words: 109, 12/4/2015
1 Stare Stare
Poetry: Life, T, English, words: 69, 12/26/2014
1Intertwined Bracelets of Yesterday I still recall giving you that bracelet, yet you told your little sister to throw it away. Here is a poem based on what I feel that bracelet symbolized. I know you'll never read it, but whatever this ones for you.
Poetry: Love, T, English, Tragedy & Hurt/Comfort, words: 43, favs: 1, 10/25/2014
The Only One Musings on a recent psychiatric attack of mine and the discovery that I am the only schizophrenic in a family of people with Bipolar Disorder.
Fiction: Biography, K, English, words: 572, 9/14/2013
1 She Lied Everything was ALL a lie, nothing more nothing less. She was never hers.
Fiction: General, T, English, words: 362, follows: 1, 7/9/2013
1 Knocked Up Hearts About a time when an ex of mine had a pregnancy scare.
Poetry: Love, T, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 302, 3/22/2013
1 The End Its the final hour. In the end, don't call my name. I will be gone and locked away in a tower. Nothing shall ever be the same.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 27, 3/2/2013
1 Over and Over Over and over this dream turns to reality. Over and over again I meet the curious stranger in my dreams. Over and over I fall for her, and over and over again I lose her. But hey that's fate for me as I have always been cursed...
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 111, 2/13/2013
1 Not All Dreams End Well Musings on a dream I had eight years ago. What's the point in having strong friendship type feelings for someone if they don't have them back? What's the point of loving the one literally of ur dreams if they don't love u back? What's the point of saying, "Me too." to someone's, "I love you, babe" if they just meant it as a nice gesture and said it like they mean it another way?
Poetry: General, T, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 109, favs: 1, 2/9/2013
1 Just Like the Rain Just wash all the bad away just like the rain.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 46, favs: 1, 2/7/2013
1 Taking Over Me Self-Bashing, Self-Loathing, Self-Hatred, Condemned by your own mind at the chains of obsession, You are free till you get caught up in obsessions regression, Till you are left broken, jaded, and forevermore frustrated.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 96, 2/5/2013
1 Prophetic Dreams What is the purpose of seeing the future in your dreams, when you meet the person of your dreams and it turns out that the person of your dreams wasn't right for you? Surely that would be the worst curse, and sadly this has happened to me. Then again I am crazy anyways, and I think maybe that is why I have these so called 'gifts' of poetry and precognition.
Poetry: General, K, English, Spiritual & Angst, words: 223, favs: 1, 2/5/2013
2 Truth You betrayed me. Hurt me. You said those words, and I expected to much. Now I am left in the aftermass of worsening pain. I warned you this would happen, and still you didn't believe me. We were always destined to be so close, yet, so far. Now I must cry a thousand tears, and keep my last promise to you to not cut or kill myself. This at least I will keep though u didn't keep urs.
Poetry: Life, K+, English, Hurt/Comfort & Friendship, words: 216, 1/26/2013
1 The Little Things That Hurt The Most It's always little things that hurt the most. Like how you failed to mention my name when you rattled off names of people you'd miss. Like how you tried to reassure me that you'd miss me too. And then you asked for a hug, and during the middle of it said "I love you, baby." You promised you'd call, and when my birthday came around- I got no call. That's what hurt the most.
Poetry: Friendship, K+, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, words: 122, favs: 1, 1/26/2013
2 In Vain They say the best artists and poets are crazy. Guess my being nuts is what makes me a great poet. For the craziest souls are often the most creative souls. Interesting don't you think?
Poetry: Friendship, K+, English, Friendship, words: 68, 1/22/2013
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