A micropoem about regret and anger


I can't fly away because he clipped my wings and now taunts me like I am prey


If you lay down your arms, I will lay down my pride.

Bottom Feeder

They don't belong together and I'll never be jealous of her. I KNOW MY WORTH. They are both leeches.


A love poem that would like to be a song + a crappy snap of me


A feel good happy rhyme


It's possible he's the best antidepressant in the universe.



My Muse! Digi Art

Amateur digi art I made of my muse, Alexander Ebert. Making digi art is a favorite pastime of mine. ✌


The beauty of language it evolves but so does my love for him.

Skeleton Key

Written for my muse for the mere sight of him creates an alphabet in me + snap


A happy poem about feeling alive + link to spoken word reading on Tuners

The Kiss

Dreaming of his kiss...

Queen of the Knight

Checkmate, please. A Queen who loves her Knight.

Memories of Heaven

Memories are fleeting but forever

Today Is My Birthday!

I got hugs today on my birthday from my absolute favorite person in the world, GAVIN ROSSDALE!


An early morning easy rhyme love poem for the one...

Cosmic Street

Thinking of you...

Truth Comes Hard

Truth makes noise (early morning ramble + snap)

Poetic Ramblings For The One

Friday afternoon freestyle freeform πŸ™‚ + a few added snaps because it's my birthday weekend!!! πŸ˜ƒ

Ah, The Great Depression!

Ahh ye great joy of depression!

Her Secret Is You

A sweet little love poem that should have probably been kept top secret

Darkness Falls

A poem about dark hearts


I hope he is happy and I hope she knows how lucky she is


If only fingers were used for healing...


I'd wait for you forever but I need you now, tomorrow, forever, in any way but this way.


Your love is a supermassive black hole


His smile is everything


Poem about love and devotion, the greatest subject of all. 😚

Thoughts n’ Thangs

Thoughts. Ideas. Micropoetry. Micro-thinking. Is that a thing?

A Raft Named Hello

A sad poem about the greatest love of all never existing


Written for me or not written for me they still have the same effect and I still love them as if they were. The art of his poetry ❀


His love turns me from a peasant to a goddess


Past relationships do not define me. Old versions of me died. Zero luggage. So much time wasted trying to find love.


Sailing straight towards his love... ❀


Nothingness am I

All Bets Off



I had to drown the thing that was drowning me...


I've been experimenting with my writing styles on Instagram. You can follow me there @POEETERNAL


There's an entire universe in his gaze which heals my wounds and all...


I tried to kill all the parts in me that loved him. I tried to understand the lesson he taught me. I tried moving on. I tried to love the distance. But the ache swells.

Depression Avenue, Anxiety Lane

Make a right on Depression Avenue
and a left on Anxiety Lane

Endless Love

Do you guys meditate? This is the equivalent of me sitting in a circle with stone and giving us a journey to travel on... Freshly written this morning, freestyle. It was meant to be a non-rhyme but oh well, a bit seeped out. I hope you like!!!

Made For You

I need him like Earth needs our Moon, my soul is in an eternal swoon.

I’m So Scared

This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.


Where do I put the love?


My tomb should read, "Ah, death finally" but in reality the VA will cremate my body and bury me with other Soldiers with a white tomb in a cemetery where no one will ever come visit me or even know where I reside... "unknown soldier"


Love is an illusion. Give me love or give me death.

Not For Me

Good girls don't just always come last, they don't come at all... Am I even visible?

Seeds of Love

Love starts with ourself but also with each other. We love with the same intensity that we make war. Let's plant more love.


It's better to love him from afar.


I offer peace and sanctuary to all including those he loves


Perhaps if I had just lied about my feelings for him he'd still be here...


It's a blues song in my head. 😊 A poem about confliction and taking the right road when you don't know what road to take so you take them all instead, including the wrong ones, regrettably.


You'll never get close to me.

Made in Heaven (Movie Recommendation)

A movie recommendation of my favorite film since I was 10 years old.


They care not while I rot.