Ask my heart
Doubt was sound asleep and dreaming
The value of nobody
Her lips are the color of sad
The cold comfort of nothingness
When everything hurts…
Please stop the pain
Pain times infinity
It’s cold without his love
He’s just like all the rest… wicked
His doll to love or destroy
Tis the season
Themes of death, possible trigger warning (irony)
Hope is a dead star
Nothing is real. I cannot feel.
Unrequited love chapter 666
eternal blackness, he’s gone
People always have the wrong expectations of people they never give a chance to know. And yet we carry that burden.
maybe something inside
Hope is a fragile thing
I wasn’t prepared for winter
Banished from his heart
Oh my fucking goddddd, another day, of my two favorite things
Trigger Warning + metaphorical cutting
I can’t fly away because he clipped my wings and now taunts me like I am prey
Ahh ye great joy of depression!
Who cares, everyone has someone
Does he really love me?
Your love branded my soul and I’ll always be empty without you
A sad poem about the greatest love of all never existing
Nothingness am I
Deep deep sorrow
I had to drown the thing that was drowning me…
I’ve been experimenting with my writing styles on Instagram. You can follow me there @POEETERNAL
Make a right on Depression Avenue
and a left on Anxiety Lane
This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.
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”
Love is an illusion. Give me love or give me death.
They care not while I rot.
A poem about bad people and bad choices.
CROSSROADS. MISTAKES. SINS. DEPRESSION. HOPELESSNESS.
I know not anything.
A poem reminding us that death comes for us all at any hour…
A micropoem about haunting memories
a poem about heartaches
I’m not anything to anyone and I never will be