Andrea gets a surprise visit in the middle of the night by her drunk ex.
A poem about how thoughts are like a tree- one leads to another and so on. Just some creative release. Hope you enjoy! (Contains some dark-ish images, but you'll be fine. 😅)
#5 in my Phobia Series. I haven't written many stories, so apologies, but this is a short story about 'coulrophobia'. (Also, the British English version of sidewalk being pavement.) Thank you. :) <3
An enduring/consuming passion. 3rd piece of #TimetoRevive series on alcohol & drug addiction with @jinxedquill
// submission for deep confession contest //
The not-so-pretty consequences of binge drinking.
Contains strong language and raw truth.
A poem about the negative effect of alcohol abuse, on prompt: illogical. My viewpoint on it.
The night never ends, the day never dreams.
I am sober, and that’s okay.
Maybe I'll be hopeful once again.
Sure you might have travelled by plane, train, and automobile BUT have you ever travelled by bottle?
I don’t drink alcohol. Ever. I used to.
I want the clock's hand in a spiderweb
A short poem I wrote some time ago.
when in doubt, write something overly melancholic.
I miss the feeling of your misery
A little something on the daily prompt
A love letter from a lost she soul to a winsome woman. Inspo- 'High Enough' song by K.flay.
Weaker than what? We all have a vice.