A small part of the ocean I'll forever carry in my blood
One of my personal favorites that I've written! I read it oft for rexation! Sorry if it's too boring for y'all...
TW: mentions suicide
The prompt "tree house" suggested by @medha_gautam.
Honestly, no description for this story/poem. But I think if you know twenty one pilots well, this might make a little sense. ...
Rain falls from a cloudy gray sky. Bits of sun break through,
A little poem for one of my favourite trees. It's a place where I like to sit and think.
The path before her was long. While the night was cold and dark.
"ππ πππππ’ π πππ πππππ ππππππ πππ ππππππππ ππππ ππππ ππ πππππ..." βοΈπ±
Special thanks to @mistexplorer for helping me to finish this poem and I hope you all loved this poem.
The withered trees cling to life. Some will die, while others live.
This is half the view from my British window
This formatting took me all day,
not kidding
AND IT'S NOT EVEN GOOD
A small part of the ocean I'll forever carry in my blood
One of my personal favorites that I've written! I read it oft for rexation! Sorry if it's too boring for y'all...
TW: mentions suicide
The prompt "tree house" suggested by @medha_gautam.
Honestly, no description for this story/poem. But I think if you know twenty one pilots well, this might make a little sense. ...
Rain falls from a cloudy gray sky. Bits of sun break through,
A little poem for one of my favourite trees. It's a place where I like to sit and think.
The path before her was long. While the night was cold and dark.
"ππ πππππ’ π πππ πππππ ππππππ πππ ππππππππ ππππ ππππ ππ πππππ..." βοΈπ±
Special thanks to @mistexplorer for helping me to finish this poem and I hope you all loved this poem.
The withered trees cling to life. Some will die, while others live.
This is half the view from my British window
This formatting took me all day,
not kidding
AND IT'S NOT EVEN GOOD