A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
Please don't expect me to hide my depression.
Explore the hypocrisy on nature and reality.
All we are Is a ball of fluff
I sit alone in my room, I'm hurt, not physically.
I'm not always what you see.
Words have all the power.
The secrets that have become a burden.
Being a Dragonborn is not always easy.
It has been many many years since I've wrote a poem. At this point in my life, I need this, so I found my way back.
This is about a forgotten someone who took a whole family losses alone.