A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
with sincere sadness, me.
My depression is making me very tired although I haven’t done anything. Even writing is becoming hard for me to do.
I don't know how to make myself write decent poetry again.
He expected something I would not give.
Set me free.
oof, I've no idea what this is ¯┐( ∵ )┌ (another quickie)
The ice-cold look Tells me everything I don't want to hear
The glimmer of two uniting souls.
sometimes love isn't enough. (2017)
just another sad hopeless romantic thing.. i should have not rejected that one guy.. so i can move on from whatever this is.
a poem to this fucking situation
The second in my series. A very tough chain emotion of love some introverts deal with.
What if we left? What if we ran?