Stream of Consciousness

Whatever, Now What Can I Write?
My direction right now is nonsense I know it makes no sense how can I be productive when I am not going anywhere but I am not Sam
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
Gibberish
Trying to find my breath Yearning to find a way Grasping at my chest For words I could not say Flat out on my back Staring at the stars
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Chapter 3: Dream Insanity. Content Warning.
The Continued Story… Dear Diary, I masturbate to the sound of his voice in my head(whispers come here, relax, just let it happen), touch of his hand in between my thighs, to the feel of his rough fingers thrusting inside of me... the way he silently watches how he pleasures me... fills my senses to its core... I can't stand it…
By LiciaEmber2 years ago in Poets
Neurodiversity and Misunderstanding.
I am neurodivergent. Not ugly, not fat, not trapped in unconventional beauty— just neurodivergent, and only that. Because what people don’t see,
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Dead Leaves
A poem I wrote from a fantastic list of October prompt ideas offered by the wonderful writer, Chloe Rose Violet aka "RoseFearless". More to come...
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY2 years ago in Poets
In the Quiet of Our Home
In the quiet of our home, the shadows stretch long, echoing the whispers of dreams I once chased— now tucked away, like old letters,
By Erin Perez2 years ago in Poets
Superman
Look! Up in the sky It’s a bird. It’s a plane. No Just a lame hero ***** This lets me double down on challenges, since it works for both the Sky Ku challenge and Matthew Fromm’s challenge.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Lowkey Journal Entry
Nothing is enough for anyone Merely existing is offensive To love something too much is a sin and to not love anything is shameful
By Angel Blade2 years ago in Poets
The Leader Of The Band
Still is the night, dark the dreams I am dreaming If the music lost sound, my soul could feel the beat beating Levitate to the rhythm
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Echo of God’s Call.
Can a heart still break once it stops beating? Was this why I stayed—waiting in between, Not knowing if it was the echo of God
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
the trick to surviving a rainy day is to
Put on a cute outfit and do your makeup all nice —you know what they say, look good, feel good! Make yourself a big, nutritious breakfast, like a bowl of scrambled eggs, sautéed spinach, and cottage cheese; add a side of fresh blueberries to sweeten things up!
By daphne gray2 years ago in Poets
My wings are my hands
Aluminum panels hug me Tight but cold; Welcome yet alarming. Freedom fornicates with fear Once I find myself in the clouds.
By daphne gray2 years ago in Poets