brianna vega : Writing

reading saved my life.

reading saved my life.

A Poem by brianna vega


when i was young id stay up all nightin a tent made of sheets and dreamsid fight the heavy lids with a flashlight swordand a book for a shieldwords ta..
a story of that drunk punk love in the making 2

a story of that drunk punk love in the making 2

A Story by brianna vega


the boys had all left. they went to andys pizza to eat before the show leaving me and jay alone. "whats wrong baby?" he says straight up not even wait..
a story of that drunk punk love in the making....

a story of that drunk punk love in the making....

A Story by brianna vega


i felt as gray as the cement'. smoking my cigarette i couldnt bring myself to get off these steps and walk down the street to his house. How was i goi..
mr bones youve called again

mr bones youve called again

A Poem by brianna vega


you called me tonight dearshockmy heart didnt know whether it shoulddrop or soarso it ceases its beatingover powering overwhelmingyouve always had tha..
........caged inside

........caged inside

A Poem by brianna vega


i will never go outside againno the monsters taunt me from these open shadesdangers lurk in the shadows of these treesi will never smell the wind agai..
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A Poem by brianna vega


so he'll look right in to this open heart of mine againin a frenzy i let u cut open my chestso u can see all that i hide insideall those novels were f..
god..

god..

A Poem by brianna vega


joy fills me tonight as calm surrounds meand laughter fills my being i am full my hunger ceases truth enters my minds flys through my fingertips ..
echo

echo

A Poem by brianna vega


at times i feel i have that 19th century mindset.i have conflicting views on how open one shall express thier emotions or viewsi aim to please my sign..
mmmm

mmmm

A Poem by brianna vega


stir in those lovely beats come on boy come take a seatgot the world to show ya and a heart to give yacome on kid just stay a little morecome the mome..
go

go

A Poem by brianna vega


i have gone through the day without a cigaretteand a broken conversation with you dearand lets not forget the broken week shiveringmy rooms too cold i..