A poem based on a prompt by @theemuwarheroes: 'Every time he smiled the pain grew within her.' Thank you! :) <3
I'm trying to offer you the best rhymes I've bled. โค
When you wish to change the past because you can't forgive yourself for what you did...It seems like a never-ending loop.
Short piece about our insecurities and fucked up lives. Thank you so much for reading.
love is only hurting more when i was told it should heal. it leaves scars so deep. it hurts so much... your lucky ... live your life well
This is MY poem.
I didn't use a generator.
That was just an idea for formatting. Oh, and i really only user one font...or the same font type...
My entry for @hayha โs six words writing prompt, a short reflection on how, when seeking validation from others, we often end up killing off parts of our own selves.
Thanks so much for reading! If yo...
It started out as a self aware thing... But it morphed into something I didn't see coming.
a wild fire of pain burning through me.
My perspective of bullying when I was in high school.
*Edit: I don't agree with the ending of my poem. a lot of young people in high school feel trapped, & as if they have to conform & I wanted to emu...
thorns of war. peace may never come. every day is a battle. depression
A poem based on a prompt by @theemuwarheroes: 'Every time he smiled the pain grew within her.' Thank you! :) <3
I'm trying to offer you the best rhymes I've bled. โค
When you wish to change the past because you can't forgive yourself for what you did...It seems like a never-ending loop.
Short piece about our insecurities and fucked up lives. Thank you so much for reading.
love is only hurting more when i was told it should heal. it leaves scars so deep. it hurts so much... your lucky ... live your life well
This is MY poem.
I didn't use a generator.
That was just an idea for formatting. Oh, and i really only user one font...or the same font type...
My entry for @hayha โs six words writing prompt, a short reflection on how, when seeking validation from others, we often end up killing off parts of our own selves.
Thanks so much for reading! If yo...
It started out as a self aware thing... But it morphed into something I didn't see coming.
a wild fire of pain burning through me.
My perspective of bullying when I was in high school.
*Edit: I don't agree with the ending of my poem. a lot of young people in high school feel trapped, & as if they have to conform & I wanted to emu...
thorns of war. peace may never come. every day is a battle. depression