Amortentia03 : Writing

Blinded

Blinded

A Poem by Amortentia03


Why must youCling to him that way?Thin fingers grasping after thinner promises.A dream you were told you knew.Hidden vestiges ofDisaster to vast to no..
Incineration

Incineration

A Poem by Amortentia03


I’ve been told that, “Love is friendship,Set on fire,” but I’ve found it burns just one.Flesh and bone and promise, left charr..
Packing

Packing

A Poem by Amortentia03


Pop.Seamlessly, the lid will goOff and to the side. WaitFor a second as the dust clears,Off to shelves to accumulateWith the other landmarks of your j..
Switch

Switch

A Poem by Amortentia03


There’s a little flickering in the lightOf this quiet room, where the beamsFlash dark, then bright.Here for a second, then you go.Only buzzing i..
Surrender

Surrender

A Poem by Amortentia03


Sometimes I write poems that are really just for me--messages to myself. This is one of them. ...Will I ever be able to change the cycle?
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Riptide

Riptide

A Poem by Amortentia03


Ever had that one self-destructive friend who keeps shattering the stability you build up for yourself? I do.
I Write For Me.

I Write For Me.

A Story by Amortentia03


Summer is usually a big time for me and my writing. As the stress of school fades, I tend to be able to focus more of my time on writing for pleasure...
Broken Days

Broken Days

A Poem by Amortentia03


The first time we saw day breakWe weren't sure where it came from.The awkward first hours pieced togetherWith crazy plans and sleep deprivation.Since ..
Cross Your Heart

Cross Your Heart

A Poem by Amortentia03


Can you tell me of the indifference I see within your guarded stance? Your rigid back houses not a heart, but folded arm..
Rose and Thorn

Rose and Thorn

A Poem by Amortentia03


“What's in a name? That which we call a rose
 By any other name would smell as sweet.” Though, that which we call a thorn ..

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