The Picture

It nearly did me in to be honest and it took a lot of careful consideration on whether I wanted to leave my blog open. But this is still goodbye. I quit it all.

Won’t Do

He'll have it all, just not me...

Never

Unrequited love number 19,000

Zero

Micropoem number 16,000 on unrequited love

One Thing Is Certain

Death or love

Tide

Take me with you please for there is no life if you are gone.

Dead Anyway

All woe is me post halloween

Words Like Bullets

Words fire like bullets

Winter Blues

Tis the season

Monsters

A 20 word poem

Steel

Regrets and sorrow

Cursed

Is there anyone real out there?

Writers

Nothing is real. I cannot feel.

The Day I End

Maybe today is the day I find my courage

Necklace

Where do I put the love?

Wanton

People always have the wrong expectations of people they never give a chance to know. And yet we carry that burden.

Lost

What a waste of precious months with you, writing for what, for whom? The fall of pride vs ego.

Micropoetry

Some micropoetry I hadn't intended to share but now I am sharing anyway because, rebel.

A Sunday Song

Ah! The good country!!

CONFUSION FRONT AND CENTER

His indecision is final / I am the Goddess of Confusion

Cold Front

I wasn't prepared for winter

Feathers

Dark places, dark thoughts, freestyle ache

Togetherness

You you you

Exiled

Banished from his heart

Destiny

*all the feels*

Garden

I hope he finds happiness and I'll always be there for him

Core

An apple a day keeps me starving

Eyes Open

*sigh* seething

Miniature

I falter, he punishes

Unknown Soldier

Don't take for granted the people in your life because they could be gone at any moment

Narrow Views

We haven't learned a thing...

Landslide

His heart is cold and dilapidated 🖕

Numbers

Life is a numbers game and I am always last (if at all)...

Sewn

I can't fly away because he clipped my wings and now taunts me like I am prey

Bottom Feeder

They don't belong together and I'll never be jealous of her. I KNOW MY WORTH. They are both leeches.

Freelove 101

unrequited love is sketchy territory

Clot

HIS LOVE IS PUTRID

Fingertips

If only fingers were used for healing...

Clue

I'd wait for you forever but I need you now, tomorrow, forever, in any way but this way.

Nothing

Your love is a supermassive black hole

Mannequin

Does he really love me?

Creed

Your love branded my soul and I'll always be empty without you

Ghosting

Boo

Walls

His walls are made of iron and he's got a vermillon guarding the gates.

Heartsick

Loves me but gives all his time to OTHERS

Undiscovered

Past relationships do not define me. Old versions of me died. Zero luggage. So much time wasted trying to find love.

Space

Nothingness am I

Drowning

I had to drown the thing that was drowning me...

Rainbow

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.

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.

Homeless

Where do I put the love?

Forbid

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"

Illusion

Love is an illusion. Give me love or give me death.

Not For Me

Good girls don't just always come last, they don't come at all... Am I even visible?

Scarecrow

It's better to love him from afar.

Crystal Ball

Another love poem about not having any love.

Cotton Candy

A micropoem about loneliness and longing.

Death

Possible trigger warning. Depression and suicide is the subject. Be warned. Including original digi art of myself.

A Song For The Heart

A song I am writing on my guitar! An ode to our love. Or the love we never came to have. The love that perhaps exists in an alternative universe, where we are together. I love you forever. Now we have our song.

Eye of Her Storm

In the eye of a storm, one final poem.

Garden of Evil

I swear I'm going to take a vow, I swear I'm going to take it now...

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