The answer is always the same.
I was rotten until he turned me into something beautiful. He is magic. (Freestyle poetry)
There are armies bleeding tears which swell and swallow whole moons (freestyle poetry)
original poem + digiart
The gardens do not grow the way they used to
He says you are nothing but does with a sweat
Uggg I hate when a somebody tries to make me feel like a nobody freestyle poetic rant
Your words have sharp edges
There's a dim dot glowing...
I mean, how many ways can I spell F U C K YOU
A battle between depression and unrequited love
short rhyme + digiart (but is it art?)
In love with his darkness
You keep haunting me
Trigger warning. Themes of depression, cutting, and suicide.
I need you forever
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
My favorite colors are you
I always feel like somebody's watching me...
Can't sleep, wrote some song lyrics
I don't know how to stop loving him or whoever he is
I told him I loved him and then I failed to exist....
Broken thoughts, miniature words, endless sorrow
Maybe I'm not what they need
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)
Starting to get some warm days back in Florida, woo. New micropoem. 😊
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
I need him like air too...
Confusion front-and-center but love is the answer...
Poem + digiart
An entirely long dreamy freestyle poem
I just freestyle wrote this *For Chris*
These non-rhymes I do are a rare event. Hope you like! 🙂
He falls like icebergs crumbling in the sea
A freestyle poem of unrequited magnitude
That boy make me burnnnnnnn for him *sigh* (Micropoem + photos)
To whom does his words belong
His lips are a map to an unknown destination
Like the big bang
Cuz he is a multiverse
I just want him to know I'm drowning
God's drawing a painting and it's you before my eyes
Aging like oak and bitter like stout
Freestyle rhyme about mistakes and those who dwell amongst them
After midnight freestyle
It takes alot of discipline to be a person of quality and worth... being bad comes easy...
Thanksgiving slightly drunken freestyle
*SIGH* still love him
The devil is obsessed with me but the feeling isn't mutual. Unrequited love. It all makes sense now. (Freestyle midday demon slay)
Hello excuse me, uhhh sir, no don't go *sigh* (Are we doing digital lovers yet? Plug me in)
Sending love and light to the muse (it's been a minute, he might need it too)
A complete freestyle
Midday non-rhyme micropoem
Lead me to you
Cast not the first stone... (super late night freestyle remorse/regret)
Commitment issues are his running shoes
A Visit From Lu Parts 1-7! An ongoing, experimental fantasy poetry series / end of the world love saga
Caught between the devil and the poems I keep writing...
I thought I was just a gatherer but I suppose I am a huntress as well.
Hope is a fragile thing
His indecision is final / I am the Goddess of Confusion
Love and starlight
Dark places, dark thoughts, freestyle ache
*all the feels*
He wears the crown of suffering. Another freestyle.
Freestyle midday rhyme about depression and love
Trigger Warning + metaphorical cutting
We are a modern-day Romeo and Juliet; I just hope we get a better ending, they died... (a freestyle flow)
We haven't learned a thing...
His heart is cold and dilapidated 🖕
Poetry is sacred
Everyone thinks they got me figured out
Dreaming of his kiss...
Checkmate, please. A Queen who loves her Knight.
Truth makes noise (early morning ramble + snap)
Friday afternoon freestyle freeform 🙂 + a few added snaps because it's my birthday weekend!!! 😃
Poem about love and devotion, the greatest subject of all. 😚
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!!!
This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.
I'm starting to believe them when they say "ignorance is bliss"... knowing things suck! This poem was written in freestyle, I like giving myself the freedom to flow. Age of reason, no doubt!!
Try my love on and wear it awhile.
If we don't take chances then who will?
a private poem from my vault to share for April Poetry Month (raw & untouched freestyle)
A poem about arriving too late for love; heart is dead.
A poem about what love isn't
Some mistakes are tiny & insignificant.
A poem for Valentine's Day