Tags : heartache

muse.

muse.

A Poem by witchofthisage


a.k.a the romanticization of vices
lost.

lost.

A Poem by witchofthisage


what he could have said
#1- Thinking about Midnight.

#1- Thinking about Midnight.

A Poem by Paper


April Fool's Day. And doesn't it feel appropriate?
#2- Treatise on Sea Monsters.

#2- Treatise on Sea Monsters.

A Poem by Paper


On searching for what is or isn't.
Forbidden

Forbidden

A Poem by jrml


Let's put everything behind for nowAnd let's focus on this oneFor the future lies on this trustAnd both of us must adjust.Things might change a little..
#5- Riddle and Challenge.

#5- Riddle and Challenge.

A Poem by Paper


Talking about riddles and talking about talking.
Blurry Eyes

Blurry Eyes

A Poem by MaddieRose2017


I am a brown girl born and raised in the UK. Being born here and raised with British values but to have culture restrict me when it comes to love is t..
#19- Facsimile.

#19- Facsimile.

A Poem by Paper


Near carbon copy.
#7- Bullshit.

#7- Bullshit.

A Poem by Paper


From master to apprentice.
#9- Stronger than Coffee.

#9- Stronger than Coffee.

A Poem by Paper


Maybe all we do now is fight.
#10- Check up.  Check in.  Check out.

#10- Check up. Check in. Check out.

A Poem by Paper


Grasping for something to hold onto.
#12- Comma.

#12- Comma.

A Poem by Paper


Not sure what to say, next.
I Don't Exist

I Don't Exist

A Poem by Sahara Mist


That feeling you get when you have a crush and he doesn't know you exist.
#13- Reality.

#13- Reality.

A Poem by Paper


Turing the world of online dating sites and Testing what's out there.
#14- Substitution.

#14- Substitution.

A Poem by Paper


Filling in with the one you're near.
#15- Family.

#15- Family.

A Poem by Paper


Holiday preparations.
#16- Massacre.

#16- Massacre.

A Poem by Paper


Watching the news.
Constantly Battling

Constantly Battling

A Poem by WillaDanvers


Sometimes writing words helps me sort out my problems
#18- Up late.

#18- Up late.

A Poem by Paper


Talking late at night, again.
GUARDED

GUARDED

A Poem by mel


You meant a lot to me but you always claimed I meant more to you. It did not seem that way when you left me out to bleed after stabbing me with your a..