#8 in my Phobia Series. Originally, I wrote this for my siblings though I am not so sure now. A poem about 'gerascophobia'. Thank you. :) <3
I play this unfair game called Life in which I'm doing far from fine...
Another heartfelt (longer) poem that contemplates between seeing how much more she can take and giving up. Hope you enjoy <3
Sometimes i feel sorry for my old toys in the cellar; it's pretty dark and cold down there
It was 1981 and the arcade owner started to shout. He was furious and he told me to get the f*** out.
There was something that used to bring me joy. It was when I went to the mall to go to KB Toys.
A lie... Led me into a fake world
From https://www.quotev.com/story/10204783/My-Poems/7
I wrote this after someone I liked admitted they knew we weren't going to last but dragged me along anyways.
Long time no poem! Sorry for that, I've been... Busy. Well actually, trying to get better. Sorry this is another sad poem. I will write a happy one after this one. I promise.
This poem is about being involved in any type of relationship and knowing you aren't the one in control, but still not acting on it.
About trying to move on, but the other makes it difficult, by playing a game with you.
Hope you enjoy!
#8 in my Phobia Series. Originally, I wrote this for my siblings though I am not so sure now. A poem about 'gerascophobia'. Thank you. :) <3
I play this unfair game called Life in which I'm doing far from fine...
Another heartfelt (longer) poem that contemplates between seeing how much more she can take and giving up. Hope you enjoy <3
Sometimes i feel sorry for my old toys in the cellar; it's pretty dark and cold down there
It was 1981 and the arcade owner started to shout. He was furious and he told me to get the f*** out.
There was something that used to bring me joy. It was when I went to the mall to go to KB Toys.
A lie... Led me into a fake world
From https://www.quotev.com/story/10204783/My-Poems/7
I wrote this after someone I liked admitted they knew we weren't going to last but dragged me along anyways.
Long time no poem! Sorry for that, I've been... Busy. Well actually, trying to get better. Sorry this is another sad poem. I will write a happy one after this one. I promise.
This poem is about being involved in any type of relationship and knowing you aren't the one in control, but still not acting on it.
About trying to move on, but the other makes it difficult, by playing a game with you.
Hope you enjoy!