// fiction is to remain fiction //
// i’m suffering the effects of ending on a semicolon //
// our love is the perfect shade of gray //
// analysis of // radiation // which can be found here: https://commaful.com/play/weeklybrent/-radiation-/ //
// i won't give you the satisfaction of seeing the marks you left on me //
// you rush out of me like an interminable river //
Let's assume my heart is being real tonight.
there’s nothing worse than when the person you think is extraordinary thinks they’re less than ordinary.
this was written to try and motivate me to get out of bed. every day brings possible excitement.
// just a glimpse into a new perspective on love //
That stare that two lovers share when they know they can’t be together
I woke at 3am, panicked choked me after a traumatic nightmare. Pen to paper, and a little of the poison was gone.
sometimes our mother’s need some recognition. so here is some for mine.
| rəˈɡret |
Hello, feel free to read my poems, leave a little message or thought, and follow. I’m new here, looking for platforms to display my poems.
a poem/story (i don’t rly know what to call it) i wrote about a boy
// i’m suffering the effects of ending on a semicolon //
// our love is the perfect shade of gray //
// analysis of // radiation // which can be found here: https://commaful.com/play/weeklybrent/-radiation-/ //
// i won't give you the satisfaction of seeing the marks you left on me //
// you rush out of me like an interminable river //
Let's assume my heart is being real tonight.
there’s nothing worse than when the person you think is extraordinary thinks they’re less than ordinary.
this was written to try and motivate me to get out of bed. every day brings possible excitement.
// just a glimpse into a new perspective on love //
That stare that two lovers share when they know they can’t be together
I woke at 3am, panicked choked me after a traumatic nightmare. Pen to paper, and a little of the poison was gone.
sometimes our mother’s need some recognition. so here is some for mine.
| rəˈɡret |
Hello, feel free to read my poems, leave a little message or thought, and follow. I’m new here, looking for platforms to display my poems.
a poem/story (i don’t rly know what to call it) i wrote about a boy