Breana Seabrooks : Writing

On the Edge

On the Edge

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


A story of depression
I AM STILL HERE

I AM STILL HERE

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


A poem for my family to remember me when I leave for school this summer and in memory of my late grandmother, Adella Seabrooks.
This dungeon

This dungeon

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


This dungeon of darkness With walls of blood And bodies dragged through mud. With floors so cold, No one knows what these walls behold. And all I..
Your Memory

Your Memory

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


Blooded walls Clouded halls. Everywhere you turn Somebody calls Into the night Not a creature in sight. But with a fright A hand so cold You f..
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The Love That Love Forgot

The Love That Love Forgot

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


What does life offer For the girl with the most wounds The boy with the most cuts And the love that love forgot. A burning passion A sensual fl..
You Cry, You Cry

You Cry, You Cry

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


A story that says we're never alone
A Little Star

A Little Star

A Story by Breana Seabrooks


We are all little stars until we change that.
You Would Know

You Would Know

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


Everyone wants to know too much too soon.
In A Dungeon

In A Dungeon

A Poem by Breana Seabrooks


In a dungeon is where I have you Buried deep alongside my many dreams That never came true. Beside all of the things I wanted But were too scared ..