A poem I wrote a couple of months ago for an english project. Hope y'all enjoy!!! (re-edited)
He gave everything his country asked him to give but then he came home.......
When Bucky Barnes' arm gets blow off in Afghanistan, his mental state is shaky. Steve tells him that he needs someone to be with him to make sure he's okay. You just happen to be the girl that answer...
This is inspired by one of my favorite TV shows βOn My Blockβ
For the Vietnam War veteran, or veteran of any war, it's never over when the shooting stops. From the soldier's POV.
For @lauri_bear's prompt: Jungle. #2 in a series of 5 prompts.
There is a side to me that most will never know. And few will certainly see.
A poem I wrote shortly after reading a number of articles about PTSD treatment.
Who done it? (For World Mental Health Day)
If you or anyone you know is struggling please reach out. Know that youβre not alone.
Shaking hands lift the glistening glass. This spirit dulls a haunting past.
This is either a metaphor for depression or a guide on flirting with the cryptid in your backyard.
Mental health is a condition with often invisible wounds. Sometimes bad memories can be overwhelming and take time from you a long time later. This poem is a reminder that they don't have to be instru...
For a prompt about a moment when we feel scared. It is the second poem of this form that I have wrote. It is not in my usual style nor about a concept I often write. Thanks for reading and if it makes...
A poem I wrote a couple of months ago for an english project. Hope y'all enjoy!!! (re-edited)
He gave everything his country asked him to give but then he came home.......
When Bucky Barnes' arm gets blow off in Afghanistan, his mental state is shaky. Steve tells him that he needs someone to be with him to make sure he's okay. You just happen to be the girl that answer...
This is inspired by one of my favorite TV shows βOn My Blockβ
For the Vietnam War veteran, or veteran of any war, it's never over when the shooting stops. From the soldier's POV.
For @lauri_bear's prompt: Jungle. #2 in a series of 5 prompts.
There is a side to me that most will never know. And few will certainly see.
A poem I wrote shortly after reading a number of articles about PTSD treatment.
Who done it? (For World Mental Health Day)
If you or anyone you know is struggling please reach out. Know that youβre not alone.
Shaking hands lift the glistening glass. This spirit dulls a haunting past.
This is either a metaphor for depression or a guide on flirting with the cryptid in your backyard.
Mental health is a condition with often invisible wounds. Sometimes bad memories can be overwhelming and take time from you a long time later. This poem is a reminder that they don't have to be instru...
For a prompt about a moment when we feel scared. It is the second poem of this form that I have wrote. It is not in my usual style nor about a concept I often write. Thanks for reading and if it makes...