maybe something inside
Hope is a fragile thing
Some micropoetry I hadn't intended to share but now I am sharing anyway because, rebel.
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
Does he really mean the terrible things he says about me?
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
Thoughts. Ideas. Micropoetry. Micro-thinking. Is that a thing?
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
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.
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.
I hope he can still see and feel her love through all the waves they both make.
You'll never get close to me.
They care not while I rot.
A poem about bad people and bad choices.
CROSSROADS. MISTAKES. SINS. DEPRESSION. HOPELESSNESS.
The cost of mistakes, the price of reason
A poem about how hard goodbyes are.
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
the absence of words is silence
Hey dudes, no worries, hitching a ride to Mars soon... I HOPE (a poem about that)
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A cute poem about sadness and depression.
A poem about narcissism and regrets. Emotional slavery.