I Am Existing, Not Livingmy existence is habitual, too many things weighing me down, maybe hope in some things are just that heavy to carry. but letting go is just not a skill I've mastered, especially when am hanging by mere fibers of a thread, connecting me to nothing...See More »
I Feel Broken InsideI have lost myself, if anyone finds me please let me know, I'm unsure where I was last seen. I hope I'm not missing forever.
I Am Lifeless In So Many Wayslifeless and lost, believing in so much but never being able to reach out, so many words die on my tongue, why bother if there's nobody to care.
I Write PoetryMy heart an undead monster, Clawing from the hell in which it lies, Begging for an answer to the question, Where does a star go when it dies, What happens to its magic, When its light does tarnish and fade, What happens to the love it held, And all...See More »
I Feel Broken InsideLoneliness, a friend who after you all left vowed to stay with me, so it's been just us, me and lonliness against the world.
I Write PoetryOnce a flame in my chest, now the embers sit and smolder, my heart a broken mess, as my life grows bleak and colder, seeking endless answers, as I wander all alone, my scar riddled flesh, and my damp tear soaked bones, searching for a star,...See More »
I Feel Broken InsideIt starts with a memory, a slow drip, in no time at all it becomes a flood and soon I'm swept away. Drowning in the dark waiting for a star.
I Write PoetryThere is beauty in broken things, Which only broken things can see, There is a hero inside myself, Who only around you I can be, There is sunshine behind the rain clouds, A light inside the dark, Poetry in cryptic words, Hate of love inside your...See More »
I Write PoetryI miss the magic, miss the smiles, Miss my friend, and miss the stars, Left with only painful memories, Like so many bleeding scars, I drown within its chaos, Hurting for all that it's been through, Despite its broken pieces, Still it only beats for...See More »
I Have Social AnxietyI need a life beyond the walls of this cage, emancipate me from the isolation of my mind, just one person to sit with me inside the loneliness and be there.
I Was Abandoned In My Time Of NeedMany people have since found beauty in the music of my beating heart, You were the only one to see worth in me before, when it was dead and silent. Durring the journey through hell I've grown tired, I can no longer hold onto it all. I have but two...See More »
I Write PoetryWithin an ancient forest, Stands a great and mighty oak, Buried deep among its roots, The bones of a man whose heart had broke, in this place long before, In the age of man's lost youth, He awaited a fairest maiden, To express his feelings of lovers...See More »
I Am Lifeless In So Many WaysI've defended you, Every time someone spoke ill of you, My weapons of choice? Every jagged edge, Of every broken promise, You dragged across my skin, Every firey sweet lie, That fell from you lips, That still burn in my mind, Every sword and...See More »
I Am Lifeless In So Many WaysLost/Missing Lost smile, was last seen somewhere in my happy memories. responds to her laugh, the twinkle in her eyes, the way she brightened up a room when she walked in. Meek, Shy, and skittish around new people. If found please contact, I do...See More »
I Write PoetryThe man screaming in the mirror, Cannot face what he's become, The words meant but to kiss, Now cut like razors on his tongue, An evil cherub with poison arrows, Whose wicked motives are arcane, So sits this man his last victim, As his tears fall...See More »
I Write PoetryEver since you left me, my heart has shared the same fate as all your promises, broken. Your lies still ring in my ears, haunting me during the starless lonely nights, and in the darkness I can feel the emotions I still have for you, echoing...See More »
I Write PoetryTwinkle twinkle little star, upon my heart, you left a scar, Up above the world so high, you left without saying goodbye.
I Believe In PeopleThere was a philosophical question asked by many people, but the popularity of it was mainly attributed to a greek philosopher named Plutarch. Who asked. if the entirety of an object is replaced piece by piece, does it truly remain the same object?...See More »
I Am Lifeless In So Many Waysnumbness gets to you after a while, taking its toll, wearing you down, i miss adventure
I Have a Suggestion for Similar WorldsThere should be a spot where we can see all stories from a specific group by a user (EP had this feature) If someone shares poetry, or a seflie, or something of the sort in a group, you click their profile, look at their groups, and it will say...See More »
I Write PoetryHe wondered, was he her “what if?” She would forever be his “if only” pondering this he sat alone, tired, sad, and lonely.