Not dedicated to someone regardless the title.
My first attempt at loop poetry. I really enjoyed writing this.
Villanelle: ''He whispered softly " My
only regret, my sweet"
The feeling of wanting something that’s no good for us. The suicidal tendencies of doing an action, we know can either kills us or hurt us. A slow death, a sweet tasting poison.  
Perched in a tree The strong arms falling around
On the heated pavement, came vows to live immortal.
A new style I'm trying--switching perspectives. Let me know what you think in the comments!
Warning: Mature Language and Themes
A painter's collab piece for @snowflakepixie
Inspired by Starry Night Over The Rhone by Van Gogh
I swear this love will be the death of me. This could kill me
About being young, vulnerable, and foolish.
a poem for love as awkward as adolescence. love that lasts forever in your memory, but never has a chance to bloom.
" hey! Y/n L/n! I'm -I'm gonna have get stronger! So I can protect you no matter what!"
You knew fighting a villain like the back of your own hand but now you had to face new battles with your heart....
An excerpt from a book I am currently writing. (L.A.A/GCS01)
the feelings he gives you, the thoughts you cant help but surface. He was a dream i could escape to and that's why now he's gone i only see starless skies and darkness in the place of the sun
My first attempt at loop poetry. I really enjoyed writing this.
Villanelle: ''He whispered softly " My
only regret, my sweet"
The feeling of wanting something that’s no good for us. The suicidal tendencies of doing an action, we know can either kills us or hurt us. A slow death, a sweet tasting poison.  
Perched in a tree The strong arms falling around
On the heated pavement, came vows to live immortal.
A new style I'm trying--switching perspectives. Let me know what you think in the comments!
Warning: Mature Language and Themes
A painter's collab piece for @snowflakepixie
Inspired by Starry Night Over The Rhone by Van Gogh
I swear this love will be the death of me. This could kill me
About being young, vulnerable, and foolish.
a poem for love as awkward as adolescence. love that lasts forever in your memory, but never has a chance to bloom.
" hey! Y/n L/n! I'm -I'm gonna have get stronger! So I can protect you no matter what!"
You knew fighting a villain like the back of your own hand but now you had to face new battles with your heart....
An excerpt from a book I am currently writing. (L.A.A/GCS01)
the feelings he gives you, the thoughts you cant help but surface. He was a dream i could escape to and that's why now he's gone i only see starless skies and darkness in the place of the sun