A memory... Days that taste like sugar,
An angry poem about being no more than a fling, when you know it was something far more. I have to leave if I want to breathe Day 257 of a Year of Prompts! I've been reading quite a bit of Edgar Allen Poe lately, so that's definitely an inspiration/influence of this piece Just a silly Cinquain!!
NVM me!! something for the daily-prompt. i have been so inactive now days, feels good to post again. let me know what you guys think:) The best gifts in life are the ones we feel but never own...
A short poem about someone who is missed. This is a story I wrote. The picture where it’s a collage of a boy and girl kissing is my ex and the best friend who stole him. They rub it in my face like that. Face reveal coming soon My mind's been blank, I promise to come with a good piece soon. You can drop your suggestions in the comments :) Sorry it's short and boring.
I’m nothing more than an outcast to you🖤 we all were covered undr sheets of fakeness!!
Recitals, concerts, game day. It's all stressful. Here's a poem peeking into the mind of the stressed and what they might go through.
I played around with rhyming in this one. Rhyming isn't my favori... 18+ Mature content so proceed with caution. Ofc however, it does still follow Commaful's rules. Can your bed sheets warm way the coldness of your brute memories?
Mine surely fail to do so... 💩