Thisismythearpy
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MercyA Poem by ThisismythearpyWhen I ran away home jumping from state park to state park, I wrote a lot of poetry. This is one of the small poems |
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Home is where the heart isA Poem by ThisismythearpyJust another poem I wrote when I ran away from home |
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Remove the knifeA Poem by ThisismythearpyJust another depressed poem since that's all I can write. |
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Fading painA Poem by ThisismythearpyAbout how psychological pain comes and goes I guess. These are just poems I made when I ran away from home |
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Bathroom floorA Poem by ThisismythearpyA poem about how I lay on my bathroom floor as a result of depression. |
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FeelingsA Poem by ThisismythearpyAbout how feelings get better but some things don't. |
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Medicine kills creativityA Poem by ThisismythearpySomething I felt after starting medication |
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My idea of the meaning of lifeA Story by ThisismythearpyOkay, this is an odd thing I typed out in a medicated state so it's a bit odd and I have no idea where I was going with it. Enjoy something besides mi.. |
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I'm a writerA Poem by ThisismythearpyI kept saying I was not, but I guess I am. |
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SurroundingsA Poem by ThisismythearpyA short poem/writing about living with ptsd. Just something found in the margins of my notebook |
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