I never imagined..
I don't know what is happening..
I don't know what is happening..
attempted pseudo-villanelle call me Hindenburg the way I crash and burn
Happy Birthday to any girl turning 18 soon.
I just don't know what to do when am hurt except writing..
Will you come back?
on the wrong side of the doorway
a poem about wondering what happens as we die
i'm not actually sure if this counts as a poem tbh
When will you come to me?
Sight without a vision is a road to blindness.
A poem about mental health capturing your life, and taking you to a place only talked about in horror movies.
Even though we're angry, there's more of us than of them.
A poem about guilt, and personal suffering
I am missing you so much like the earth misses the raim in warm summer
Will you let me?