If only love were blind....
Y'all remember that scene in Dracula where Mina was begging for forgiveness for loving a monster? Yeps me...
Obsession yo, on all fronts
Thanksgiving slightly drunken freestyle
Titles are deceiving
He's so far away now *sobs uncontrollably*
All I want to say is narcissists don't care about you...
I am not for sale
It's cold without his love
Am I getting through?
Unrequited love poem number ten thousand
*SIGH* still love him
I'm not the reason he is bad, I'm not the reason you have no self-worth.
His madness has driven me mad
FREESTYLE 2 AM FUCK OFF RHYME
I hope my love can reach him where he is in darkness, so he may find the right light
Now that I've slayed the evil, what's next?
Keith Whitley, Lil Peep, Chris Cornell, Scott Weiland, Heath Ledger to name a few... FUCK YOU BIG PHARM
Stay in the light...
You should know that I am gone
YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW
I see right through you and see nothing more than a tool. Congrats, you could have been so much more but you're just like any other dick with a 4.0
If ignorance is bliss I wouldn't know it
He captured me
Let it go...
Hello excuse me, uhhh sir, no don't go *sigh* (Are we doing digital lovers yet? Plug me in)
I told you I'm nobody
Alexander warms my existence
I'm so cold, where is he? He took away my sun...
Who will save the sane?
He does everything he can to avoid me but now the feeling is mutual
One shot, one kill. Target practice. Unlimited ammo. Army strong. Wanna dance? Last chance...
He's just like all the rest... wicked
He may have a 4.0 GPA but he's stupid and a monster
Please see me
"I love you the best, better than all the rest..."
I KNOW YOU'RE FUCKING SOMEONE ELSE
I don't have anything because I don't have you
I'll take your sin lust and raise you envy
He keeps chasing his tail, he has no self-worth
I live and breathe Poe foreverrrrrrr (love you to death)
Eek! Some mask should stay on....
Potentially, the greatest question I've ever asked. A 10 word poem.
Marooned on love island
Ah, love in the underworld; sinks fangs into flesh (succulent)
Finish what you started...
It nearly did me in to be honest and it took a lot of careful consideration on whether I wanted to leave my blog open. But this is still goodbye. I quit it all.
He makes carrying me light as a feather when for him it must be a stone
It's a bird, it's a plane, no it's a micropoem!
He'll have it all, just not me...
Micropoem number 16,000 on unrequited love
A 25 word love poem
My tongue is sweet and sour...
My heart is vacant and loyal but only to him...
I love the rush he gives me
Freestyle rhyme of infinite love and longing
Midday non-rhyme micropoem
My starlight in the night is his existence
A deeply sorrowful poem + commentary (with hyperlinks to nerdy stuff I've done)
To her, his very existence was a miracle. A sweet micropoem.
He hates me, I hate him. The end.
Take me with you please for there is no life if you are gone.
His doll to love or destroy
A poem about suicide that turned into a convo about suicide awareness + a gig memory & photos
When they come together it's like an eclipse, rare and magnificent.
I got a filthy, fuckin' mouth.
Things written while mostly smitten (micropoems)
He left me high and dry
A tiny story of hope / rhyme + updated with photos!!
Dear Poe, I need answers...
Words fire like bullets
Are you out there? I still need you.
Tis the season
Themes of death, possible trigger warning (irony)
can't take my mind off him
'Some girls have all the luck, some girls have all the pain, some girls get all the breaks, some girls do nothing but complain'...
A 20 word poem
I might be his druidess but he is stubborn to his own demise
Tick-tock (a 10 second story)
Fun fact: I have been referred to as "a cub" cuz I never look my age (forever young). The poem suggests I never act my age either and I would concur...
He'll never have my forgiveness or love
Fragments of him
Her beauty is misunderstood but not by me.
A micro-story in under ten words.
Regrets and sorrow
Is there anyone real out there?
Like a fucking yoyo we are but if I wanted a fag, I could pop down to the store...
Found my courage. It was missing like your love.
This love was his to cradle
Sometimes, on a good day, I see his love. (I dipped my toes in non rhyme).
Hope is a dead star
Nothing is real. I cannot feel.
Maybe today is the day I find my courage
I'll take the middle of try; that's where you are.
Commitment issues are his running shoes
A 3 a.m. micropoem of eternal longing