Bailey Thornton

Joined October 2020

0 stories

Bio

I’m a lone mommy of a handsome boy. & a full time advocate for anybody who can admit they need an advocate sometimes.. I don’t call my writings poetry, because it’s honestly just thoughts.

Thoughts that just happen to rhyme sometimes..

Stories (20/0)

Holy F* I Wanna Get High
Wanting to get high That’s my main struggle tonight I really don’t yearn to ease the pain I just don’t feel soberly sane
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Sticks and Stones
Gotta shield my soul so when shots are next taken I'll be safe and sound, and next time I won't drown Can't keep allowing these sticks and stones to break me
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
The End
All of me every single heartbeat every twitch And twinkle in my eyes To as shallow as my tone gets When I moan when I bitch
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Panic
My innocent heart eventually skipped a beat and for years now I've been falling apart so unprepared, so blind, couldn't see,
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
The Same Little Girl
Daddy, I hope you read this thoroughly. I’m still the same person I was 3 years ago. I still have creativity, I still hate the outdoors,
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Ironically Not Very Politically Correct
2021 So he’s gone, Really gone The pastor broke the news to his wife Their son, Only one, Was accidentally victimized
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
It'll Be Alright
Psychological restraints, block the view of her true fate constant wars inside, constant tears to cry her nose is stuffed
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Feigning
My feign is the high, That I feel when I try To drift away from today, Into the clouds in the sky. Tonight I was blind,
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Terrible Habit
it’s tragically habit For me to shut down. And show my true savage And turn everything around. I’ve never been quiet
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Subliminally Obvious
When the day is done, and they're awkwardly alone.. baby boy is tucked in, sleeping with a grin. How was your day? they ask each other,
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Once, Was Bailey..
She can hear the sink dripping, her anxiety, it's crippling. she's exhausted, she's tired, yearning to just retire.. So much effort gone to waste,
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets
Struggling
I’m struggling, More than I’ll ever let on. Please do not hesitate To do me a solid, And just send a quick text to my phone.
By Bailey Thornton3 years ago in Poets

Bailey Thornton

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Holy F* I Wanna Get High

Sticks and Stones

The End

Panic

The Same Little Girl

Ironically Not Very Politically Correct

It'll Be Alright

Feigning

Terrible Habit

Subliminally Obvious

Once, Was Bailey..

Struggling

Stories (20/0)