we are born to be scarred, to be bruised-
TW: self-harm.
A quick haiku, thank you for reading. <3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuTLKgPyaF0
It's been a couple of months... a poem about birds and destructive people. Thank you for reading! x
You know that feeling when you want to drink every memory away? When you get so high just to forget? And the worse part is that forgetfulness falls asleep at its doorstep. Hope you all enjoy this poem...
Possibly one of my favorite poems, I don’t know why but I find this one poem beautiful and sad in a way.
Untitled #65- A poem for hopeless romantics everywhere :-)
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Why am I unhappy? I have so much that others would kill for, so why am I unhappy?
Something I wrote a long time ago about recovery. Hope you enjoy :-)
When you give your everything and it still isn't enough to make the other person stay
Never really get to express situations because they always feel so detached from their heart’s true instinctions
When that perfect fairytale turns into a perfect nightmare, but you still love, even so, that you choose to keep sleeping.
"I'm hiding from an empty chair. Should've said I loved you..."
TW: self-harm.
A quick haiku, thank you for reading. <3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuTLKgPyaF0
It's been a couple of months... a poem about birds and destructive people. Thank you for reading! x
You know that feeling when you want to drink every memory away? When you get so high just to forget? And the worse part is that forgetfulness falls asleep at its doorstep. Hope you all enjoy this poem...
Possibly one of my favorite poems, I don’t know why but I find this one poem beautiful and sad in a way.
Untitled #65- A poem for hopeless romantics everywhere :-)
Follow me here for more!
For shorter pieces follow my ig: @dawn_johnson666
Why am I unhappy? I have so much that others would kill for, so why am I unhappy?
Something I wrote a long time ago about recovery. Hope you enjoy :-)
When you give your everything and it still isn't enough to make the other person stay
Never really get to express situations because they always feel so detached from their heart’s true instinctions
When that perfect fairytale turns into a perfect nightmare, but you still love, even so, that you choose to keep sleeping.
"I'm hiding from an empty chair. Should've said I loved you..."