This about becoming numb to the world with metaphors of ice. Thanks so much to @orcastogether for the prompt of nature and @angeli_luis for the prompt of numbness i was never your first. i was always your push aside, your one time, your shadow. second best. daily prompt: bucket. is it too late? Just another poem created by a sleep-deprived poet :)
Sometimes life tastes like teardrops of white noise. Emptiness its a kind of solace I found!.
Thanks @hastens for the prompt. I hope I did something fair enough. hehe Ahhhh stupid writers block :/ prompts anyone? Sooner or later the dam will break, but whose terms will it be on?
In 20 minutes, the world as we know it will end. The taste of tomorrow was a promise. chosen prompt: numb |
for @_empathiser911's contest Have you ever felt like this before? (A short poem?) (@secret_lover contest - prompt: invocation) I think this shorty was inspired by an ex classmate of mine who had strange colour eyes. I like being my own person most of the time. i’m realizing most of these descriptions are me explaining myself for no reason lol anyways enjoy this short one. and to the lovely person who is going to ask.. no i’m not feeling like this.. i actual...