A battle between depression and unrequited love
There's so much of you and so little of me
Saline tears, darkest fears
For the one I adore
Angsty poetry cuz I never grew up and never will.
She's a fucking dilettante
When the muse becomes a fuse, light that bitch up and run
Do you ever read something and feel like it's written just for you?
I always feel like somebody's watching me...
I told him I loved him and then I failed to exist....
It's March? Fuck. Still love him...
I wrote this freestyle for my Instagram but felt like it belonged here...
My walls are thick and dusty but he's breaking through
Poem + digiart
These non-rhymes I do are a rare event. Hope you like! 🙂
To whom does his words belong
God's drawing a painting and it's you before my eyes
Freestyle rhyme about mistakes and those who dwell amongst them
After midnight freestyle
Hello excuse me, uhhh sir, no don't go *sigh* (Are we doing digital lovers yet? Plug me in)
A complete freestyle
Words fire like bullets
Hope is a fragile thing
His indecision is final / I am the Goddess of Confusion
Love and starlight
Dark places, dark thoughts, freestyle ache
Freestyle midday rhyme about depression and love
We are a modern-day Romeo and Juliet; I just hope we get a better ending, they died... (a freestyle flow)