An untethered soul strolls through the wind No end Nowhere to begin Sinking and swimming with the tide Finding any place that will abide their vibe
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Useless Meaningless Pointless Manipulative Vindictive Aggressive Demon Snake Narcissist All of the words I want to say
By Gunnar Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
Hold back, eat the feelings, cry on walks behind dark sunglasses. Keep moving, take pictures of beautiful things. Distract, disconnect, disassociate, escape.
By Mary Haynesabout a year ago in Poets
Spring feels like salvation now And every breath is a luxury The urge to laugh creeps up on me Like the darkness once did
By Poppy about a year ago in Poets
have you ever run out of road and forced to negotiate the wilderness? have you ever run out of daylight and pushed to navigate the darkness?
By Dave Neitaabout a year ago in Poets
This is a part of OUTSTAGES CAFE, a paranormal virtual event. Step into the Echoes Beyond the Veil with Pookie and Vicki. This a and will include actual footage of our experiences.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Am I having a crisis that one might call existential? Or am I just extra mental? I’ve always loved that one quote—how does it go?
By Summer Robinsonabout a year ago in Poets
The day is winding down Still got you on my mind Can’t wait to close my eyes And be in a happy place Where I don’t think of you
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
I don't think its fair- that the bad eggs get to live, when the good die young. Why does it have to be me? Why can't it be you?
By Baby Josieabout a year ago in Poets
Wake up before the world notices. Stare at the ceiling until the weight shifts enough to move. Not lighter. Just different.
By Oula M.J. Michaelsabout a year ago in Poets
I think in quantums, bounds, and leaps Linking my past to a future I cannot reach I dissect your dialect, using intellect
By Marilyn Gloverabout a year ago in Poets
Is it oversharing to say I’m having a hard time? I don’t know the woman in the mirror Were her eyes always so close together?
By Justin Blackabout a year ago in Poets
