Writing

childhood

A Poem by red.evangeline

childhood is a field of blossoming flowers an old two-story house covered in splintered wood, and the way sunlight filters through a broken window ..

I will never be Good enough

A Poem by Nomkhumbulwa

Another of my depressing poems about Narcissistic abuse. Sorry. I intended to write it as a letter to my mother but it turned out another poem inste..

skin deep

A Poem by red.evangeline

I sometimes wonder what it would be liketo have that thing called peace of mindto be someone whowasn't in a constant state of comingundoneit seems so ..

Snake Woman

A Poem by Cult Barbie

My body is evidence

Reckless Heart

A Poem by Michael G. Smith

...to love and lost, than to have never lov'd at all

Pacing the Yard

A Poem by RoxyMonoxide

A poem about political prisoners and their abuse, from Irish republicans, British trade unionist and suffragettes.

DNA

A Chapter by starrlette

The phone hangs up and I just sit there staring Malik in the eyes. Malik looks as if this is the first time he's hearing this himself. "Reema I..

A Day Yet to Come

A Poem by Foxx

Sweat drenched her bodyAs she tried to think pensivelyThe clock ticked fasterHer heartbeat slowedBlood trickled down her neckDown her wrists and ankle..

The colour of love

A Poem by Gee

Domestic abuse

This is Not Love

A Poem by Nomkhumbulwa

I wrote this about my mother. I didnt actually mean to, I never sit down intending to write, it just happens. Its about the relationship I am "unabl..

What am I to you fellow man?

A Poem by sarahsara

What am I to you fellow man?When you looked at me as if I was your prey.I prayed but I didn'thave any pepper spray to keep you at bay.So let's just sa..

The Boy I Hate

A Book by Misty Neslen

Makayla Ann Nickelson is an average 17 year old trying to make it through the crazy years of high school. What happens when she catches his eye, what ..