Simply surviving is painful (tw: s/h, suicide)

The world seems so messed up.

Losing friends hurts.

My own fight between creating and destroying.

It hard to find the meaning when your world is dark.

Another sad poem... yay. (a bit of a tw btw)

Do you ever take a person and make them perfect in your mind? Its like everything they say or do is magical.

Sometimes it feels like no one is there, like no one would even care.

I wrote several shortish sad poems, this is #1

What do we do but steal and collect our money and prizes? We are no better than a magpie.

Kind of a brain dump poem, sorta dark but thats how my thoughts are at times.

Fog like I cant see Bog like its muddy

A circle has no start and has no end

What is art, but yet another means of escape?

Numbness feels worse than any bad feeling.

To every queen who can't see their crown <3