The light is going out, the light is gone
Narcissism. Longing. Unrequited love.
He played me. My heart died.
Maybe I'm not what they need
Some things aren't what they seem
Another unrequited 3 AM love poem, for the one, the haunting ghost in my life
I needed to vent via rhyme (themes of depression & suicide / possible trigger warning)
It's March? Fuck. Still love him...
I'm a fool for love
Slaves any way you cut it...
Got his noose around my neck...
My WordPress anniversary + snaps
Keeping it real + gratitude
I hate him. I hate me. The end.
He loves me not
I just want him to know I'm drowning
The value of nobody
Her lips are the color of sad
Christmas mourning freestyle rhyme
His laughter is spectacular...
The cold comfort of nothingness
When everything hurts...
Please stop the pain
After midnight freestyle
I don't understand any of it
Something good comes from all bad things but I can't find one here...
Pain times infinity
Words are forever and so is love
Bleeding in rhyme and real time
She tried to warn them but they never listen; quick to cast a stone but not on the wrong...
Our life is an epic poem...
I am a victim of criminal mischief
Mostly moping, barely coping
Unrequited love poem number ten thousand
A very personal poem + stories + photos of my best friend who died by suicide *possible trigger warnings*
Finish what you started...
Unrequited love number 19,000
MARRIED TO SORROW
Do and don't of love on Tuners, listen free now
Death or love
His doll to love or destroy
A poem about suicide that turned into a convo about suicide awareness + a gig memory & photos
All woe is me post halloween
"Gimme that cold shoulder like “brrr” I make a snow cone with it, sir" - Alexander Ebert
The sins of anger (Or maybe A Visit From Lu Part 8?)
His absence is too loud, too painful.
Tis the season
Themes of death, possible trigger warning (irony)
A micro-story in under ten words.
Hope is a dead star
Nothing is real. I cannot feel.
Maybe today is the day I find my courage
A Visit From Lu Part 3 (new poetry series)
Where do I put the love?
Caught between the devil and the poems I keep writing...
Unrequited love chapter 666
eternal blackness, he's gone
I thought I was just a gatherer but I suppose I am a huntress as well.
OMFG freshly wrote this AM for you. A poem + convo + lesson
maybe something inside
Hope is a fragile thing
Dark places, dark thoughts, freestyle ache
Banished from his heart
Grateful for you and sorries
Oh my fucking goddddd, another day, of my two favorite things
Freestyle midday rhyme about depression and love
Trigger Warning + metaphorical cutting
Ahh ye great joy of depression!
I'd wait for you forever but I need you now, tomorrow, forever, in any way but this way.
Who cares, everyone has someone
Nothingness am I
Deep deep sorrow
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
Make a right on Depression Avenue
and a left on Anxiety Lane
This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.
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.
They care not while I rot.
Another love poem about not having any love.
Possible trigger warning. Depression and suicide is the subject. Be warned. Including original digi art of myself.
Seems like I'm getting hit from all sides lately; a new mantra to remind me to keep putting one step forward, keep moving, keep breathing, keep living! Pain teaches us that we're alive!! Depression isn't forever! Good times will come again! Don't give up!!
CROSSROADS. MISTAKES. SINS. DEPRESSION. HOPELESSNESS.
I am a wasteland
I sent out an S.O.S. I tried my best I failed the test Lay me to rest
The cost of mistakes, the price of reason
Island of a thousand fucking tears - depression fucking avenue - loneliness - isolation - heartbreak - unrequited love
A poem about the devil in hell or about depression. Depression IS hell.
LOVE IS THE ONLY WAY OUT OF HERE
Everything dies, even love.
All the things I've done and want to do. Truth is, I only want you. A tragic poem which contains an ounce of hope. My life is a Shakespearean tragedy. 😊
I need him
I imagine getting pulled into a black hole must feel exactly like depression and anxiety.
A poem about anxiety cuz it's always on our tail!!!
A poem reminding us that death comes for us all at any hour...
A micropoem about haunting memories