I feel the energy start to brew Clouding up ⋆｡°·⛆⋆ ﾟ Crowding me Billowing inside my soul ─── ⋆⋅☁️⋅⋆ ─── Instead of fretting unconsciously
By K.B. Silver 7 months ago in Poets
A few years ago, a group was organizing a get-together. When I saw the message, only one thought came to mind: "I really don't want to go."
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 months ago in Poets
Has he died yet? My late father watching from a crystal ball when I write my suicide note, You want me to serve your purpose but who am I though?
By Isaac Ramaphala7 months ago in Poets
My anxiety demands that you abuse me, It demands that you lie to me I am triggered by love and care, I no longer remember what it feels to be truly loved
A wisp of dusk weaves through the world, slipping into the seams of the world, merging with the faded patterns of a room’s quiet corners.
By ♡7 months ago in Poets
It’s that feeling no one can explain— The loneliness inside a person’s brain. Thoughts... thoughts... thoughts? Wait—was someone talking about thoughts?
By Clifford Kincaid7 months ago in Poets
I died last night… Not in the way the body dies, But in the quiet ache of a silent heart, Where love turned into ashes, And hope dissolved into the dark.
By Emma 7 months ago in Poets
If progress is not Linear lined forever Upwards - Neither is descent Determined Forever. Life is not Destined to darken
By Roderick Makim7 months ago in Poets
Dawn breaks through the morning glass, an unwelcome intruder, golden light tickling my eyelids. I want to brush her off,
By Ellie Hoovs7 months ago in Poets
The pot on the fiery stove bubbles and churns Steam leaves the boiling bowl softly Contrary to the raging lake inside Eventually ingredients rise
By A. D. Myers7 months ago in Poets
How are you?! Oh, I’m good! (If good means numb with a splash of accidental tears.) I’m doing well! (If well means functioning out of spite and caffeine, then yes.)
By Annie Edwards 7 months ago in Poets
Where now do I go Like a violin’s bow Swinging wildly While I beg my mind to sit idly Trying to find the comfort of my own arms
By Ariana GonBon7 months ago in Poets
