LUNARGIRL

The stars flash against the night sky, the white light blinding against the night, but I still stare up, if only to witness the wonder of the world above.

I hear the music you play next door, I can feel the rhythmic motion under my floor. It sinks into my soul, and echos to the beat of my heart, ...

I want to go all the way and write 30 poems, but it would also be great if I can get higher than that.

Cringe worthy letters, What could be better? You said it yourself, in your last worthy letter. Sent today, the day you died. From your grave, don't even ask why.

How many stars are in the sky? Can you count them all? Or ask them why? Why, are you up there? Does anybody know? Why not down here where everything ...

Don't speak, just listen. The truth you seek, is hidden behind doors, Locked away, and guarded by things on all fours. Don't speak, just listen. For time is coming to ...

Nights without rest. Days filled with sorrow. Waiting till tomorrow. Day after day, week after week, month after month. When will it end. When will the night will shine, and ...

Shattered hearts full of dreams. Shattered minds across the sky. Soft caress lay in tatters. Bloodshed is all that matters. Shattered people just like me. Strew on the ground and ...

Right or wrong. Day or night. Colors clash. The sky is bright. Hues of gold. Reds and blues. Truth be told. Lies take hold.

Please let this day be over, I can't take it anymore. The long hours of work I have to pour over. The words on the screen blur to nothing. It's ...

"Hope" is the thing with feathers ,By: Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - ...

I write poems in my home, and I never let them go, to the stars, to the sky, they are my home, and I always wonder why.

no more joy again it has evaporated and now it is gone.

I don't know what to write, is that okay? My mind is in a haze, is that okay? I don't know what I should do. I don't know what to ...