A freestyle poem of unrequited magnitude
Wake me when you're ready
A rhyme or cadence (updated with original digiart)
To whom does his words belong
He gives her everything and she gives him unfaithfulness
Micropoem + angelic digiart
I just want him to know I'm drowning
Christmas mourning freestyle rhyme
Aging like oak and bitter like stout
I identify as dead
Call me crazy but my heart says he loves me
Sailing through heartache
Bleeding in rhyme and real time
Mostly moping, barely coping
Am I getting through?
Unrequited love poem number ten thousand
I'm not the reason he is bad, I'm not the reason you have no self-worth.
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
Something like that babe...
He captured me
Searched decades, found him in hell like a pimp with gals on every arm and he spat at me, his fucking soulmate, said to piss off
I'm so cold, where is he? He took away my sun...
He does everything he can to avoid me but now the feeling is mutual
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..."
Ah, love in the underworld; sinks fangs into flesh (succulent)
Goddess of Confusion / A poem + photos (because why not)
His doll to love or destroy
Longing AKA dancing for the first time in my fangs... + Snaps
When they come together it's like an eclipse, rare and magnificent.
He left me high and dry
"Gimme that cold shoulder like “brrr” I make a snow cone with it, sir" - Alexander Ebert
The Moon and I have an alibi, you are the reason we cry.
A poem about spiders, or I don't know, maybe emotional manipulation. My thoughts might be creepy but tis almost Halloween! Cobwebs!
Like a ghost he roams my heart, I miss him.
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...
A Visit From Lu Part 4
Regrets and sorrow
Like a fucking yoyo we are but if I wanted a fag, I could pop down to the store...
Hope is a dead star
Where do I put the love?
I put up with alot of bullshite
Unrequited love chapter 666
You know I don't do this for the likes, right? I keep my blog advert free too. "See the safety from the life you have built, everything where it belongs" (it's a NIN song and worth a listen or ten).
She is his to conquer
I need him. Utterly. In every way.
I wasn't prepared for winter
Dark places, dark thoughts, freestyle ache
A love poem that would like to be a song + a crappy snap of me
Checkmate, please. A Queen who loves her Knight.
Thinking of you...
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
A sad poem about the greatest love of all never existing
Nothingness am I
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.
She awaits a love that is never coming... still she loves him.
A poem about a boy and a girl who belong together. ❤
It's better to love him from afar.
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.
Does he know I am his forever valentine?
They care not while I rot.
He is everywhere inside me. A micropoem about confusion and worry. And a little bit of love.
The poem says perfection doesn't exist but my love for you does.
Let's carve our names in our tree! 🙂 A poem about togetherness and separation. And how badly I crave his garden. (If you're reading this, I love you if you didn't already know).
Letting go is so hard. I can't. I love him. I shouldn't but I do... 😦
We were made for each other. Yin and yang.
I cheat on the day with the night. The Sun is chasing the Moon and the Moon is seeking the Sun but the two never meet.
A poem about how hard goodbyes are.
I need him
I imagine getting pulled into a black hole must feel exactly like depression and anxiety.
The lure of fucking love. A poem. A micropoem about purgatory, longing, desire.
If we can't see it, we can feel it. If we see it, it changes us. We don't change it but it changes us.
A poem about not giving a fuck...
A poem about how hard we make life for one another.
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