She's a fucking dilettante


When the muse becomes a fuse, light that bitch up and run

The Downside (A song)

Can't sleep, wrote some song lyrics

Over Bid

I told him I loved him and then I failed to exist....

Half Broken Dreams (And Poetry)

Broken thoughts, miniature words, endless sorrow

House Arrest

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


Bedroom poetry

Between The Lines

These non-rhymes I do are a rare event. Hope you like! 🙂

God’s Painting You

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

Song 999

Obsession yo, on all fronts

Hello, Excuse Me

Hello excuse me, uhhh sir, no don't go *sigh* (Are we doing digital lovers yet? Plug me in)


A complete freestyle

Writings On My Wall

Stuffs. Micropoetry mostly. Writings I hadn't intended to share. Trashy treasures.


Hope is a fragile thing


His indecision is final / I am the Goddess of Confusion


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)

Narrow Views

We haven't learned a thing...


His heart is cold and dilapidated 🖕

Holy Hour

Poetry is sacred

The Kiss

Dreaming of his kiss...

Truth Comes Hard

Truth makes noise (early morning ramble + snap)

Poetic Ramblings For The One

Friday afternoon freestyle freeform 🙂 + a few added snaps because it's my birthday weekend!!! 😃


Poem about love and devotion, the greatest subject of all. 😚

Endless Love

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!!!

I’m So Scared

This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.

Age of Reason

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!!

Event Horizon

I imagine getting pulled into a black hole must feel exactly like depression and anxiety.


Here, here are all the pieces I've donated them to you For you to assemble and mend I've signed all official forms & releases Your package will soon be in view It's stamped and addressed to you my friend Hopefully you can teach me what peace is My heart is now yours to attend to … Continue reading Pieces

Sad Empty Pathetic Lives

a private poem from my vault to share for April Poetry Month (raw & untouched freestyle)

Ingredients for Ruin

How to kill a heart (a poem; not an actual recipe- or is it? 🤔)