mybrokenreality

Once someone told me something about desireThey said to ignore it, for it was a forbidden conceptThey said nothing good would come from itYet...I was curious and intriugedTelling me not ...

I drew this a while ago, it's of an actual mask that I own. Unfortunately the feathers didn't come out too great...The poem, on the other hand, I wrote not ...

You look at me as though I'm a child.I'm not that five year old daughter anymore.I've grown; matured.But you can't see that, can you?You say you trust me.That's a horrible ...

Now...I actually had writers block when I wrote this so I'm not really sure that it's any good but I figured, since I wrote it, I might as well post ...

I stare out my window,My single, broken window.Around me people stand,Talking, smiling, laughing.They stand on the other side of their windows,Their clear, perfect windows.Not a crack, nor a scratch,H

The world is a cruel place.Where a mistake could mean the end.And an accident, the begining.Where the claws of society will hold you tight,Molding you into what they need.Only a ...

Listen, I wasn't really sure how to break this up into stanzas since I wrote it like this first. If you have any ideas on stanzas do you think you ...

Good day all. This poem I wrote recently during a fit of rage. Well, moreso annoyance and distress than rage actually. But nevertheless, out of every bad moment, I find ...

A Perfect ImageAm I everything you place me to be?Am I beautiful, amazing, kind, caring?How can you think I'm so great?You all place me on this pedestal.Praising me, telling me ...

Like The WindIf at any moment, you feel lost,I'm there to be your guide.If at any second, you feel the need to cry,I'm there to be your shoulder.If at any ...