The Picture

The future is missing any sun

Replay

Doubt was sound asleep and dreaming

Toxification

This poem IS NOT about the guy I'm crazy in love with.

Descend

He played me. My heart died.

Echoes

Another unrequited 3 AM love poem, for the one, the haunting ghost in my life

Misunderstood

I'm a fool for love

Loveless

Unrequited love micropoetry

Dim

The longing now just feels like a sickness

Undertow

I just want him to know I'm drowning