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All I Remember Is That I Forget

All I Remember Is That I Forget

A Poem by Ravyn-Brielle Whitaker


All I remember is that i forgetI forgot your face before you could fade awaythrew away thoughts of your presenceon the path of broken hearts you paved..
Apollo

Apollo

A Poem by Yahallo


A journey to finding self and acceptance.
2 mg

2 mg

A Poem by Kayla


i wrote this in January when thinking about someone i love who overdosed on xanax.
Familiar Meadows

Familiar Meadows

A Poem by Voidless


The pollen once filled the air My eyes turn red and blue and mostly yellow. And the grass that’s damp and cool and bare The clear blue sky se..
Wanderer

Wanderer

A Poem by Arpana Lotiya


Stories of all kind
On The Way Home

On The Way Home

A Poem by Athena Angel


They told me it would be easier than this They told me to be prepared for it I wasn't I drove down a dark road Two months ago I dreamt with ..
Realized

Realized

A Poem by AiH


I put my self down againshe didn’t try to correct me Andit wasn’t that she gave up (on me)It was that she had finally realizedI did
Dear Depression

Dear Depression

A Poem by Light


My open Letter to my depression
Forlorn Child

Forlorn Child

A Poem by 송지석..


A memoir of my past
Sorrow

Sorrow

A Poem by 송지석..


Another memoir about my adolescence
The white lady

The white lady

A Poem by Shubham Sharma


THE WHITE LADYThe white ladyof the shalimar estateis young, but her talevery fragile and oldShe haunts the moors'Cause there she staysShe kills the tr..
Just a crush.

Just a crush.

A Poem by Yahallo


Nobody knows is it one-sided.
Man in the high tower

Man in the high tower

A Poem by TRF


Did a guy just get a raw deal, or is it a metaphor for something else?
Crazy World

Crazy World

A Poem by The Iron Horseman


An observation on the crazy world we live in.
Behind Every Person

Behind Every Person

A Poem by 송지석..


Song about my depression I was able to fight off due to the friends I met
I Still Can't Have You

I Still Can't Have You

A Poem by Nisha M.


My favourite writing. The French phrase which I thought suited this piece is La Douleur Exquise.
Le Chat

Le Chat

A Poem by emipoemi


Alors, Henri, qu’est-ce que tu fais là?Mais, chut, Hugo, je chasse un chat!Avec un grand fusil d’argent?C’est un chat voleur ..