A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
#9 in my Phobia Series. A poem inspired by a book and about 'metathesiophobia'. Thank you for reading. <3
You are all so special and important. Remember that 💜☮️
My legs are stuck in a trance.
The void scrapes off the human wrapped around it.
Can neon nights dream, too?
A poem about gratitude and poverty. The title image is called 'Pure Innocence' by Rishit Temkar. Thank you for reading. :) <3
The darker side of reality! The repercussions of being human! Would love to consider feedback and opinions!
*Hatred isn't that bad if it gives you hope and is used for the good ..., right? – A sociocritical piece open for interpretation; feedback always appreciated. Thank you very much for reading.*
What does infinity feel like?
Humans broke a deal with Lucifer so He presented them with mental disorders.
A solemn message for humanity.
What does reality feel like? A short story based on a prompt from @skye!
When heartbreak and misery turns to new hope and faith being restored.
You don't always need a lot of words to say how you feel.
Help me clean up and tighten this work at which I have stared for three weeks.
What it means to be beautiful
I was spiraling out of control. My sanity was slipping. My humanity...evaporating. Until I saw you.
And you saved me.
For a brief moment. But a moment nonetheless.