Ghosting 2.0 (I miss him and need him)
I told him I loved him and then I failed to exist....
Learnings and hard earnings
Maybe I'm not what they need
Despair is starting to fill the love boat.
Another unrequited 3 AM love poem, for the one, the haunting ghost in my life
Crooning for his love...
I'm a fool for love
I love him
I'm forever sorriezz (no for real, I'm sorry)
Got his noose around my neck...
My WordPress anniversary + snaps
Keeping it real + gratitude
Unrequited love micropoetry
Cheer up y'all, I love writing rhyme. But good girls always come last. 😎
The longing now just feels like a sickness
He loves me not
People change but nothing changes
Wake me when you're ready
To whom does his words belong
Micropoem + angelic digiart
I just want him to know I'm drowning
When everything hurts...
Freestyle rhyme about mistakes and those who dwell amongst them
Addicted to love
Sailing through heartache
Regrets are heavy
The way forward is forgiveness not revenge
Place a temple where the love is waning
After midnight freestyle
Letting this love sink with the lies
Let's be real, you don't know love in any manner, you don't even love yourself.
I don't understand any of it
Pain times infinity
He was the best and worst thing to enter my life, like a flash flood destroying all the good but making room for growth.
Words are forever and so is love
I got out of my coffin, kinda...
Bleeding in rhyme and real time
Y'all remember that scene in Dracula where Mina was begging for forgiveness for loving a monster? Yeps me...
Thanksgiving slightly drunken freestyle
Titles are deceiving
They stoned the messenger and still flock to him like flies on shit...
She tried to warn them but they never listen; quick to cast a stone but not on the wrong...
He's so far away now *sobs uncontrollably*
There's nothing left to feed on
His madness has driven me mad
YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW
Don't just hit like, read!
A very personal poem + stories + photos of my best friend who died by suicide *possible trigger warnings*
If ignorance is bliss I wouldn't know it
One day maybe he'll learn to care for the girls who come around, instead of raping their hearts. Vikings protect, he forgot his role.
Let it go...
Hello excuse me, uhhh sir, no don't go *sigh* (Are we doing digital lovers yet? Plug me in)
Here a dick, there a dick, everywhere a dick dick
He does everything he can to avoid me but now the feeling is mutual
Please see me
"I love you the best, better than all the rest..."
I don't have anything because I don't have you
Eek! Some mask should stay on....
One more thing...
Potentially, the greatest question I've ever asked. A 10 word poem.
Finish what you started...
Too many choices
Micropoem number 16,000 on unrequited love
A deeply sorrowful poem + commentary (with hyperlinks to nerdy stuff I've done)
I see him, I hear him, I feel him like no other.
Do and don't of love on Tuners, listen free now
Goddess of Confusion / A poem + photos (because why not)
Take me with you please for there is no life if you are gone.
His doll to love or destroy
All woe is me post halloween
I got a filthy, fuckin' mouth.
He left me high and dry
"Gimme that cold shoulder like “brrr” I make a snow cone with it, sir" - Alexander Ebert
Pulling a feather is like feeling a leather whip across my back. I falter. I repent. I love.
His absence is too loud, too painful.
Words fire like bullets
Tis the season
can't take my mind off him
Cast not the first stone... (super late night freestyle remorse/regret)
Fragments of him
Is there anyone real out there?
Like a fucking yoyo we are but if I wanted a fag, I could pop down to the store...
Nothing is real. I cannot feel.
Commitment issues are his running shoes
If only I could stop loving you...
I love being just a number to the artist who inspire me....
I put up with alot of bullshite
A short story / 50 word poem *Possible trigger warning*
eternal blackness, he's gone
The end of times is upon us and I'm over the bullshit
Love starts with ourself but also with each other. We love with the same intensity that we make war. Let's plant more love.
A poem about bad people and bad choices.
The problem with being a fallen angel is sometimes you bite when you don't mean to. Sometimes we cast the wrong spell & summon the wrong demons inside us. (The truth is, I never want to hurt him. I just want to love him the way I was intended to love him).
Small mistakes, big consequences.