Angel Adagio

Joined September 2023

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On the other side of every screen is a person, some are kind, some are cruel, but all have stories of their own in how they came to be who they are.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Writers
Rewriting My Life
I look at you and see all the possibilities of something wonderful, but also see the amount of pain this life has put you through.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Starting My Story. Top Story - November 2023.
I was born on a Wednesday… I don’t know if that’s an exciting fact to know about me, but it's very much true. I’ve been told so many times that I should tell my story. I’m just not sure which version everyone wants to hear.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Writers
Thoughts At Night
I lay here on this couch counting. I’m not sure what I’m counting. The times I’ve had an episode? Too many to count. The limbs that are in pain? Every single muscle of every part of my body is on fire.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
That Phone Call
Around and around and around it goes. For a moment, I thought it would get better. That I had finally found a new normal.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Happy
I don't know what you're like, but I hope you're nice. My sister tells me that you're great; that you are everything anyone can dream of.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Who I Am
I am the light of the moon and sun; unblinded by the rays of light. I am the blood of the people before; undoing the generational trauma.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
My Hopes For You
As I say goodbye to the old you, I say hello to the new you that I haven't met before. It's you, but within a new chapter; a new font.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
To My Younger Self
Where to begin... Well, for starters, living and existing hard and will always be hard. It's a never-ending cycle of amazing highs and horrific lows. Sometimes those lows got too close to the edge for you and well...you somehow pulled through every time.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Writers
How Do I Tell You...?
How do I tell them I'm tired? Not in the sleeping type of tired, but the "I need to stop existing" type of tired. How do I tell them I have no fight left? Because I have said that before and they didn't believe me and kept having me continue fighting.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
I Hate Goodbyes
Goodbyes are final. The first goodbye is so easy because there isn't the chance of knowing you won't see the person again. It's only when you realize it becomes the last one, that is where it becomes so painful.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
You Live Within The Depths Of Night
I see you at night within my dreams. You are the ecstasy and the fear. I want you and wanting you makes me afraid. To feel you close, to smell the cologne you leave behind on my sheets, to feel the ghost of your kiss on my lips.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets