One of these days... Desire, will at last, be my doom‐ whether defined, or denied... What difference does it make? Whether I die to myself, by myself, or from myself...
By JMabout a year ago in Poets
"Bite your tongue, Carol," That's what you all told me, Trying to silence me into shame, Because you were too blind to see his game,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
To my debilitating and self-sabotaging guilt, I resign from your clever ways How you wrap yourself around me like a vile vine
By Alyssa Mussoabout a year ago in Poets
Shut your face inner ramblings voices in my head hold your tongue zip your lips i never said it but wanted to i wished you were dead
By Marilyn Gloverabout a year ago in Poets
To those who comment and like thank you. Yesterday, 13 of you stood with me. Out of 417 subscribers. Maybe the rest were busy.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I chiseled away at my marble, chipping off the faults they proclaimed, carving the weird, the unworthy, leaving veins of 'truth'
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Like a flame dancing in the night Fighting to always be a source of light A warm place for those around Trying to burn away the darkness that surrounds
By Abi Rose Travisabout a year ago in Poets
Time will always make you grow. Slowly, you understand what was not clear at first, what was difficult to overcome; It is nothing now.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
There are roads we inherit— paved by expectation, tradition, and blood. And there are roads we forge, brambled, untrodden, our footprints the first.
By Tales from a Madmanabout a year ago in Poets
If blood will flow When flesh and steel are one Drying in the color of the evening sun Tomorrows rain Will wash the stains away
By Zakir Ullahabout a year ago in Poets
I. The City Sleeps with One Eye Open The city hunches like a drunk in the alley, coughing neon into puddles, its breath thick with secrets and gin.
By Esther Sunabout a year ago in Poets
Why is it No matter how much I try To fight My hurt survives Many nights I go Trying to hold back these cries Clawing at my eyes
By CotardDelusionzabout a year ago in Poets
