Writing is my favorite thing to do, here's another for you 🙂
Words can either move mountains or dig graves (a collection of ideas)
Lies and blood are guaranteed
RHYMING POETRY. Or maybe written confessions.
Maybe my heart is a diaphanous veil
I was rotten until he turned me into something beautiful. He is magic. (Freestyle poetry)
My love, why do you let the wind whisper doubt in your ear?
He says you are nothing but does with a sweat
Your words have sharp edges
Closer than you know
Poetry and thoughts about longing.
There's so much of you and so little of me
Digital poetry / real love
You keep haunting me
A poem about how he destroyed his greatest love of all (and yet love survived)
For the one I adore
Until him I had no worth
He once called me his angel and queen. Now I'm just a has-been.
Angsty poetry cuz I never grew up and never will.
Hello out there. Can you feel me? Could you ever love me?
Do you ever read something and feel like it's written just for you?
You bring light in (when can I see your face again)
Where do I put the love? The world is ending but I still love you. Where are you?
Do you ever feel like someone's speaking directly to you even if they're not? (It gets me in trouble)
I told him I loved him and then I failed to exist....
He played me. My heart died.
Learnings and hard earnings
Some things aren't what they seem
Starting to get some warm days back in Florida, woo. New micropoem. 😊
Sorry's come with sorrow
I wrote this freestyle for my Instagram but felt like it belonged here...
Crooning for his love...
An entirely long, Saturday morning freestyle for the one I love... Excuses and roses ❤
She's a pyramid scheme
Poem + digiart
A mini love poem + digiart
Be tender with my will (Dedicated to CAP)
Got his noose around my neck...
I can't stop my love for him or his rhyme
Cheer up y'all, I love writing rhyme. But good girls always come last. 😎
I'm still dipping my toes in non-rhyme. 🤓
Another non-rhyme, feeling inspired. Happy Friday / Chinese New Year
The longing now just feels like a sickness
He falls like icebergs crumbling in the sea
She's beauty and danger (a micropoem)
Cuz he is a multiverse
Some things are worth fighting for
The value of nobody
He need to just fuck me and get it over with...
Her lips are the color of sad
Freestyle rhyme about mistakes and those who dwell amongst them
A loving micropoem.
YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW
Something like that babe...
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
Potentially, the greatest question I've ever asked. A 10 word poem.
A poem about S&M or guitar practice, or unrequited love, whatev...
Too many choices
Micropoem number 16,000 on unrequited love
A complete freestyle
He hates me, I hate him. The end.
Dear Poe, I need answers...
A Visit From Lu Part 7!!!
A 20 word poem
Part 6 of my new poetry series, A Visit From Lu
Tick-tock (a 10 second story)
Fragments of him
A Visit From Lu Part 4
A micro-story in under ten words.
I'll take the middle of try; that's where you are.
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
Stuffs. Micropoetry mostly. Writings I hadn't intended to share. Trashy treasures.
I put up with alot of bullshite
A short story / 50 word poem *Possible trigger warning*
How many ways can I color, "I love you"?
His indecision is final / I am the Goddess of Confusion
I wasn't prepared for winter
*all the feels*
I feast on his rhyme.
The trials that make us grow, and the forgiveness that cocoons. Though maybe nothing special, it's one of my favorite writings yet.
I will always love him.
He's everything I want and how very deep the need
How to love a demon part 12. I'm sorry, that's not fair, I don't think he is a demon at all, and neither does this poem...
Real freedom is being allowed to be yourself around others and that's my kind of friendship & love. A photo-poem (yes it's me in the photo)
His darkness is beautiful and so a love poem for him.
Poetry is sacred
HIS LOVE IS PUTRID
Memories are fleeting but forever
Friday afternoon freestyle freeform 🙂 + a few added snaps because it's my birthday weekend!!! 😃
A sweet little love poem that should have probably been kept top secret
A poem about dark hearts
They exchanged love in unique ways
I hope he is happy and I hope she knows how lucky she is
Now is really all we have... make it matter now.
His smile is everything
Poem about love and devotion, the greatest subject of all. 😚